Just when you think there's no hope to your craft.

Here comes a pinprick of light.

PublishOx to the rescue!

Actually, it's a new crypto friend who led me to this platform.

Just three glorious days ago.

And I'm forever saved!

My craft forever saved!

Surely an angel from above, with the name of a prophet, too!

Aha!

I'm telling you, you never know where your angels can be coming from.

Who would have thought I'd get paid crypto for my cryptic words.

Whoops, still no zing to my question mark key on poor, 'ol laptop.

Actually, it's not very old but that's all a starving writer could afford.

The kind where an android phone has got more memory.

It's okay to laugh.

I honestly do that all the time.

Mostly at myself.

I'm too weird.

And I hug this Sony to my heart pretty often.

And get singed in the process.

God, she does emit so much heat.

Poor, overworked thing.

And she sounds like a banca

Ah, but this cool clicker's still got loads of life in her.

Nah, I'm not talking about me.

Or am I. 

Anyway, clicker's done loads of blogs.

Joined hundreds of programs.

Navigated lots of sites, too.

As well as boatloads of research.

You see, it's not in the equipment.

It's HOW you use THAT equipment.

And before I get too smug, I better tell you something.

How PublishOx elevated my craft.

Cryptic writer now getting crypto.

Who would have thought. 

Oh-my-gosh.

Not that I don't earn crypto elsewhere.

Drip by drip.

Bit by bit.

But golly.

Seems to be accelerating.

There's hope for the motherland.

What can a recent convert expect.

But inch by inch, it will be a mile.

For now, I write, I earn, I play, I dream, I work, I focus.

Writing is what I enjoy.

PublishOx gave me an amazing platform.

My writing soul is saved.

How has PublishOx served or saved you.

Still no question mark to my keyboard.

But you do understand, don't you.