Am I Just a Jealous, Small-minded Jerk?

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otherwise) online overlords choose to reward me. Which is good because those “rewards” are largely psychological.</p><div id="bb72" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/want-to-make-a-ton-of-money-49f103edc2e2"> <div> <div> <h2>Want to Make a Ton of Money?</h2> <div><h3>Figure out how to help other people make a ton of money</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*BTtfDVZGx6ylSzlm-nV17g.png)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><p id="fc00">Trust me when I tell you that if your story or article or social media post is crowing about money, followers, readers, or all the cool-ass book deals you’re getting online, I’m moving right on past that shit. If you’re telling me what <i>I</i> need to be doing to get these things, yeah, no. I’m gone.</p><p id="1801">However, if you’re pulling back the curtains a bit so I can see what’s really going on in your life, you’ve got my attention.</p><p id="6386">I couldn’t care less about your “success”. Show me what didn’t work. I’m always going to ignore your tips or lists or can’t-miss advice on anything. I am, however, fascinated by your relationships, yo

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ur daily struggles. I’m even right here for your tiny wins. You know, how you managed to not smash in the face of that idiot in line at the grocery store who coughed in your face? Well done!</p><div id="3df5" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/i-like-it-when-you-do-that-c932b7593d3e"> <div> <div> <h2>I Like it When You do That</h2> <div><h3>You know, when you write about your life</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*o-020G59KaoiZgzxN-Im1w.png)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><p id="9113">Hell, I’m even ready to wade right into your sixteenth piece on dealing with our friend, COVID-19, providing they’re about <i>your</i> experience. I don’t come to Medium for CDC guidelines. I come to hear about the grit and mistakes and confusion and excitement and losses and almost-nailed-its that make up the part of your life that you can’t easily monetize. Give me that and I’ll read it and clap and make sure you earn that thirty-five cents.</p><p id="8380">Sincerely, Your Cranky Ass Reader and Sometime Fan.</p><p id="195f"><i>© Remington Write 2020. All Rights Reserved.</i></p></article></body>

Maybe, but I still don’t want to hear about how many followers you have

Envy from Ovid’s “House of Envy” / Courtesy of Picryl

No, I don’t want to know how much you earned last month on Medium. And, no, I’m not going to tell you how much I earned.

If that’s your metric for publishing on a platform that basically provides token payments for 98% of its writers, you need to get yourself a blog, slam some affiliated links in there and SEO your face off. Otherwise, just keep at it with all those handy dandy lists of sure-fire moneymaking tips that I continue to ignore.

Yayyy, for you, you have 15,000 followers in your first 90 minutes on Medium. Bravo. Now go away. Whatever you’re doing doesn’t interest me.

I know. I come off as insecure, jealous, and mean. Guess what? I am jealous and mean. Insecure? Not so much. I’ve been doing this for many years and have incrementally developed an organic confidence that’s not based on how much our benevolent (or otherwise) online overlords choose to reward me. Which is good because those “rewards” are largely psychological.

Trust me when I tell you that if your story or article or social media post is crowing about money, followers, readers, or all the cool-ass book deals you’re getting online, I’m moving right on past that shit. If you’re telling me what I need to be doing to get these things, yeah, no. I’m gone.

However, if you’re pulling back the curtains a bit so I can see what’s really going on in your life, you’ve got my attention.

I couldn’t care less about your “success”. Show me what didn’t work. I’m always going to ignore your tips or lists or can’t-miss advice on anything. I am, however, fascinated by your relationships, your daily struggles. I’m even right here for your tiny wins. You know, how you managed to not smash in the face of that idiot in line at the grocery store who coughed in your face? Well done!

Hell, I’m even ready to wade right into your sixteenth piece on dealing with our friend, COVID-19, providing they’re about your experience. I don’t come to Medium for CDC guidelines. I come to hear about the grit and mistakes and confusion and excitement and losses and almost-nailed-its that make up the part of your life that you can’t easily monetize. Give me that and I’ll read it and clap and make sure you earn that thirty-five cents.

Sincerely, Your Cranky Ass Reader and Sometime Fan.