I’m a writing coach. I often tell the Medium writers I work with to publish — and get paid for — their work outside of Medium before they post it on the platform. And if they aren’t familiar with markets outside of Medium? I recommend checking out Chicken Soup for the Soul. This popular anthology series publishes essays on a variety of topics for their themed books — and pays $200 a story, plus 10 free copies.
Whenever the Chicken Soup website announces that they’re looking for work on a new topic? Regard it as a writing prompt. …
We Boomers were the first generation to be raised on TV, and we’re forever bonded over the fact that all of us watched Leave It to Beaver, Bewitched and Bonanza at the same time in living rooms throughout the country.
Another thing we Boomers had in common? All the crazy rules our parents had about watching the “idiot box.” At my house, for instance, Peyton Place was strictly off-limits — but it was okay to watch along when our nanny tuned into her favorite soaps. Whereas my friend Deb could watch anything she wanted — but she was forbidden to…
Terry Gross used to help me clean my bathroom.
I’d download new episodes of “Fresh Air,” but wouldn’t listen to them unless I was doing housework. Terry was a fantastic motivator. I didn’t want to do the dishes or make the bed. But I did want to hear Terry’s interview with Marc Maron.
Then I read in Consumer Reports that “light activity such as walking, yard work and even dancing offers significant health benefits. The weight, blood pressure and blood sugar levels of light exercisers were comparable with those of more intense exercisers.”
Housecleaning. It wasn’t just a chore —…
I recently wrote a story about being seated next to a racist on a plane.
It was read by 2000 people and received 74 comments. Including this one:
Did this story really happen? Or did you just invent it?
My story was about the fact that my seatmate, a man whom I’d just met, made a racist remark. My reader obviously found this hard to believe, and asked:
The guy next to you really said “He could be a terrorist!”, to a total stranger he had just met? Are you sure this actually happened?
The short response? Yes, it happened…
The only thing that everyone knows about the Medium algorithm is that nobody knows anything about the Medium algorithm.
Why do some posts take off, reach thousands of readers, and make money? Why do others languish, forever unread, in the Medium Phantom Zone?
And is it true that there’s an inverse relationship between the number of articles a writer posts about making money on Medium and how much money they’ve actually made on Medium?
How much money are writers actually making here?
If you are a writer who assumes that everyone on the platform is making more than you are…
I’d just boarded my plane from Philadelphia to California. When you travel alone, sitting on a plane always is a lottery. Would the person sitting next to me be pleasant and friendly? An obnoxious drunk? A motormouth? A jerk who’d assault the first flight attendant who insisted they wear a mask?
This was going to be a six-hour flight and I was hoping for somebody pleasant and low-key. No demands and no drama.
I was in luck. When I got to row 20, I saw that the fellow in the middle seat was a friendly smiling man in his fifties…
I’d been happily writing on Medium for 19 months when I was invited to start writing for News Break. As on Medium, I could post (and get paid for) both previously published and original content. Both platforms would (or would fail to) drive traffic to my work on the basis of mysterious algorithms, and would deposit money into my bank account each month.
Having nothing whatsoever to lose, I signed on, and was soon re-posting my Medium content on News Break. I quickly learned that publishing on News Break paid more than publishing on Medium.
A lot more.
What men say about themselves on online dating sites when they’re trying to attract a mate rarely makes me want to hook up — but it often tickles my funny bone. Here are some of my favorite lines from recent online dating profiles:
I am 100% man. No added ingredients.
If you were to ask some of my closest friends, they would tell you not to go out with me.
You MUST be real.
All photos are currently strange.
I am an easygoing chucklehead type with no aspirations of greatness.
I have two Pomeranians who adore me.
Everyone I meet…
When Becky Blades sent her daughter off to Harvard, she also sent her an email that contained all the motherly advice she’d compiled over the years. “With a simple Google search, you can find answers to most of the practical questions that your mom’s generation had to phone home for,” she explained. “But what you cannot find on the internet is your mother’s voice — the voice that loves you, the voice that wants the best for you, and the voice that can auto repeat inside your head with tidbits of wisdom to keep you safe, centered and slightly annoyed.”
His first crush was on actress Eve Plumb, who played Jan Brady on The Brady Bunch.
His dad had an affair with his secretary and left the family when Stewart was 10.
He wanted to become a professional soccer player.
He once described his college career as “waking up late, memorizing someone else’s notes, doing bong hits, and going to soccer practice.”
One of his first post-college jobs was testing mosquitoes for encephalitis in the New Jersey Pine Barrens.
During a bartending gig, he invented a drink called A Whack in the Head, which combined a Long Island Iced Tea…