I Don’t Miss Medium

Guess what? I’ve NOT been writing on Medium for at least three months, and I don’t miss it even in the least. You might conclude by this admission that I’m not a professional writer, but that would be wrong.

I’ve written for $$$ for many a year, and I’ve also donated my services for a nonprofit and various other causes. I know how it feels to do a decent job and turn in a prose story that treats both sides of an issue fairly and objectively. I also know how it feels to write well and have a magazine or journal turn down your work for no conceivably good reason beyond the fact that they either changed their mind about the suitability of your idea or they don’t know what they really want in a story and hope maybe you can keep re-inventing your prose until it grabs them.

After about 20-plus years of writing professionally, I’m actually sick of it. I’ve been wrung dry, and even writing humor is beginning to dim. I’ll never be a John Colbert or pro comedian so I may never craft another humor piece again. It’s the world’s loss, but I’m getting used to disappointing the world since I officially retired.

So why am I writing today? Mostly to thank the people who (if I’m to believe the Medium feedback I receive daily) are still venturing to my writings and plodding through them good or bad. I’m amazed that anyone at all is still following me now that I’ve kissed off Medium as a rotten venue for anyone trying to earn at least some money per month. I’m so amazed that I’’ve gotten responsible and wish to extend my gratitude to those who…