Medium, why you do me like This?

(Warning: I name names)

Super Mrs. C.

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I was first introduced to Medium sometime before COVID, when a fellow writing workshop attendee mentioned “getting that little deposit from Medium every month.” Anything that gives me a little deposit every month, other than a sperm bank or an STD, is a go for me. I asked her about Medium and she described how it works. I looked it up and was fascinated by the number of topics and writers. (And claps!)

It took me months to work up the courage to write a piece, and, indeed, I was rewarded with that monthly deposit. I cherished that first .19 cents, which is the lifetime take for that particular article. I began to write essays that were slightly more popular, garnering such life-changing sums as a princessly .46 cents, or even .65 cents.

Slowly, very slowly, somehow or other, I began to gain a following.

After three and-a-half years, and one miraculous “boost,” I have grasped the magic ring. I now have 1,000 Followers. Medium, that one article you “boosted” was a reprint with a different title. Wasn’t it good enough the first time?

It took me a long time to get to that magic 1K, and Medium did not make it easy. After 100 followers, the numbers seemed to swell to 600 without much help from me. At about 662, they just stalled. No matter what informative, deep, stimulating, thought-provoking, or humorous essay I wrote, Medium just wouldn’t let those numbers move.

What was wrong with the world? Zillions of people read life-advice listicles, sex always sells, and anything with a catchy title got 1,000 claps in about five minutes. Few people wanted to follow me, even after taking in my epic, world-changing, heaven-inspired prose. While I like to check my Partner Earnings, they are nothing compared to those reader stats or Following. Six hundred sixty two may as well have been 666, because only the Devil would taunt me like that.

Medium, you are the Devil.

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Super Mrs. C.

Retired teacher. Humorous essayist about Life. Serious essayist about politics and “race.” Aspiring world saver. Cat mama. We can do better than this.