Hello and welcome to another edition of the MabsArts blog. Today I will be sharing my experience with you on how I became a seller on Fiverr, made a killing (for a while) and then almost got killed (not really) by a Hurricane. Let’s dive right in…
This blogpost is part of a series.
Part1: From Game Development to Art
Part2: Making my First Bucks Online
Part3: The Behemoth Forum…
Part4: Charging $5 for a year
Part5: Making $1,000 on Fiverr
Part6: The First Fall
Part7: The Girl that took the money
Fast forward 2 years and I’m already at the end of highschool. I’m close to graduating and I set my eyes on music. I am a huge fan of the movie “Scott Pilgrim vs The World” and in this movie, the main hero is a bass player.
The awesome music, cool fight scenes and comic world aesthetic, had me hooked and I went that same afternoon, after watching the film and bought myself a bass guitar with the money I had made on Fiverr.com
This newly found passion turned into bass guitar lessons, then guitar lessons, then online piano lessons, then writing rap, recording all the way up to investing and purchasing the equipment for my very own in-house recording studio (nothing too fancy, but pretty good for the time.)
I loved every second of it. I would often miss school because I was working on my passion. I would work on Fiverr, hours on end, sometimes not sleeping for days. So I could get paid and purchase even more equipment for my studio.
I started college and due to some personal problems I had to leave after the first semester. I of course take this time off from college and continue working on Fiverr, accumulating more and more clients, and reviews. At this point I’m no longer selling just the $5 basic package.
I’m charging more money, for extra things like source files, backgrounds, and multiple characters. Making roughly $25-$60 per order. With about an average amount of orders raging from 10-15 orders a month.
Things are going good, and I decide that perhaps it’s time to go back to college, but this time I wanted to do it, in a different way. So I took the train with my dad and we set out on a mission of finding an apartment for my return to college.
We settled on a 2 room apartment with a living room and kitchen, nothing too fancy but pretty good for our price range. (Funnily enough, I currently live in a house maybe 5x bigger than this apartment, but I pay less than what I paid back then.) I move everything in, set-up my studio and I was ready not only for college but for adult living.
Boyyy was I wrong.