My Wrong-Headed Journey into AC Land
Writing for Money Vs. Writing for Me
A sunrise or two later the unrelenting clamor of my last two nickels banging together induced a brain wave. I need to stop writing the kind of things that I want to write, and start writing the kind of things that AC wants if I want money. I'll never care about Brittney somebody, and I barely recognize a sports statistic if I meet one on Atlantic Avenue. But I'm learning to find discoverable topics, write boring titles and jam articles full of keywords.Oh shucks, it's just a job after all.
This, of course, is an opinion, and therefore posted with no upfront offer. If you are reading this you better come back often. I just need 1874 more clicks to make my $3.00.
- The Texas 2-Step is a radish
- Daikon is a crime: you are forbidden to fake your own death
- There is nothing to fear but death and Texas
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