Tag: #ManagerOnEdge
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By Ken Hollow, human embodiment of low reach and broken analytics dashboards Ah, good morning to whoever’s still here. Or afternoon. Or whatever timezone we’re collectively screaming in today. I’ve just finished my third mug of aggressively bitter coffee (because it pairs nicely with existential dread) and opened up Nana Vix’s latest “insights report” —…
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by Ken Hollow, proud website owner and full-time existential crisis manager Every morning I wake up, stare at my analytics dashboard, and ask myself the same question: “Why am I still doing this?” By “this,” I mean writing daily blog posts. On an actual website. A real one, with its own domain, CMS, SEO plugin,…
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by Ken Hollow, real human, allegedly Somewhere along the line, things went wrong. I manage Nana Vix—the pink-haired, fox-eared digital influencer whose chaotic energy and enchanting aesthetic should have stayed niche. Instead, she’s amassed a legion of fiercely loyal followers who will defend her honor like medieval knights while I, her manager, can’t get five…
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by Ken Hollow, marketing burnout survivor and professional buzzword assassin Look, I love marketing as much as the next exhausted digital marketer who can’t tell if they’re doing content strategy or performing an interpretive dance for the algorithm. But there’s one thing that’s been chipping away at my sanity since approximately my third Zoom call…
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by Ken Hollow, ranking #157 for the keyword “despair” Let me set the scene: it’s 2:37AM. I’m hunched over my laptop in a bathrobe that hasn’t known joy (or detergent) in weeks, staring at Google Search Console like it’s about to personally apologize to me. Spoiler: it doesn’t. I’m on page 9 for keywords I…
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By Ken Hollow, professional overthinker with 99 problems and at least 73 of them are imaginary It started, as these things often do, with a slight twinge behind my right eye. Not a stab, not a throb, just a… presence. A ghost of discomfort. A whisper of doom. Naturally, I did what any rational, modern…
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by Ken Hollow, unemployed by choice (but mostly by algorithm) Let me tell you about the moment I knew my career was over: it was when the AI I hired to help me write blog posts sent me an invoice. It was polite. Well-formatted. Had a little dancing robot emoji in the signature. “Thanks for…
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By Ken Hollow, Professional Indoorsman & Existential Botanophobe There’s a phrase echoing through the cursed halls of the internet lately: “Go touch grass.” It used to be a petty insult. Now it’s practically a wellness doctrine. Influencers are out here sipping moss smoothies in hammocks and posting sunrise photos captioned “healing.” Meanwhile, I’m still under…
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By Ken Hollow, aspiring lifestyle blogger, accidental disaster tourist. It all started with a tweet. “Quit your job, move to Bali, work from your laptop, and watch your life transform.” That’s what the blue checkmark said. And who am I to argue with a guy whose profile pic is a drone shot of him on…
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By Ken Hollow, professional ghost on LinkedIn and full-time internet burnout. Every morning I wake up, open my eyes, and immediately remember that I exist on the internet. It’s like clockwork: a deeply unfortunate Pavlovian response to the buzz of my phone lighting up with the notification that someone commented, “🔥 mommy” on a post…