SWORD FOR HIRE
10 Words Don’t Do It Justice
My Take on Medium Zenoscopic Fiction

Carlo Zeno is arguably at the zenith of Medium writers. I know that statement sounds kinda funny and kissy assy, but it’s truey. You see, Carlo is the first one to have the true sight necessary to recognize yours truly as a serious writer who takes everything seriously. It’s been a while since I’ve been recognized for those qualities.
Many people think that I’m a joke and that simply isn’t true.
My journey into serious writing began in 2005. I had just invented Cut, Copy, and Paste. Unfortunately, I wasn’t aware Xerox PARC had beaten me to the punch by more than 30 years.
I was devastated and have been broke ever since. Mostly because I refused to get a “real” job.
The discovery that my idea had been stolen dashed my dreams of being an ultra wealthy technologist who sold weapons of mass destruction to anyone and everyone while carelessly jet-setting to island paradises such as Ramree Island in Myanmar.
I further fantasized about training the Ramree saltwater crocodiles to intimidate my enemies. I envisioned myself as a sort of Tony Snark, but with a better mustache. “Release the alligators!” I would sometimes yell to no one in particular. I got especially weird looks at the zoo.
With my technology dreams dashed, I decided I would become a “blogular”, which is an early written form of what we now know to be a “blogger”. The name change was absolutely unnecessary, similar to the change from emoticon to emoji. I’m still devastated at this loss of culture.
I blogged about politics and news and was fairly successful writing under the nom de plume, Patrice Side. I never cared for my father. He was a Xerox PARC employee for decades and never told me they had already figured out Cut, Copy, and Paste.
In 2015, I broke news about KONY 2012 and Ugandan warlord Joseph Kony. Instead of 30 years late, I was only 3 years late. My readership tanked, and I became the laughingstock of the internet. I’ve been broke and roundly mocked ever since.
Carlo has invited me to write about something I know very well and offered a redemptive path. The quest is to spin a yarn as to what it is like to try to earn money on Medium in 10 words.

As a reward, he has promised as many as 10 cents of “Fuck You” money. As I’ve demonstrated, I’m smart and scrappy. Sometimes succinct. I just get to things a little late.

So anyway, here I am. Keeping it short.
Disgusting and Vulgar Self-Promotion
