My 100th Page For Expertscolumn And My 3rd Month Posting This Page

I'm not particularly conscious about the little things coming my way.  It is about the earnings concretely chalked up in the little corner of my home writing for Expertscolumn -- in a relatively short time. 

Nor am I of the ambitious type who can't wait to earn right away wirh just 1 or so articles,  for it will take more than that, writing columns, to make, and see, the difference,  unless you happen to write a uniquely titled article, so much so you catch the attention of the world.

I am promoting this site, Expertscolumn, as I have in the last months because I want to give back to it the satisfaction I've derived from it as no other sites have accorded me:  Steady earnings,  the courtesy by the administrator to clear the air when I'm in doubt (personally written at that),  the clear notifications when something about the system will undergo change or maintenance, and name it, the management will be responsive any time 24/7.

So very much unlike other sites I know which are repulsive to change, let alone act like the Sphynx  when improvements are proposed.  They only want to rake in money out of their writers' sweat,  to say the least.

Tantamount to being called scam sites.

Here,  I want to call attention to fellow writers out there still struggling and unknowing where their valuable writes are taking them.  I've said as much before.  Triond has declined.  And Wikinut is only for the rich who want their work published out of vanity,  and, I say, beware to the unininiated.  Which doesn't mean, in future time, they won't succumb or yield to overwhelming writers clamor for change.

In the meantime, take it from me, to bring succor to the wretched and wounded fellow writers sickened by less or no pay for their written work from other scrupulous website writing sites, like the one inscribed on the Statue Of Liberty, I invite you to Expertscolumn, sharing  the words in the name of fair play, when we write, ringing:

"Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me.
I lift my lamp beside the golden door."

August 10, 2012

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