Why Writers from HubPages Like Wizzley so Much

I honestly felt horrible for some time after leaving, the site that shall remain nameless, it was such a bad experience.  It was uncalled for and yet it still goes on to date.  It is not the norm for revenue sharing sites as you will soon learn.

For a very long time I couldn't talk about it. I had withdrawal, I missed everything and every body.  To think they can take an ax to you so suddenly and without cause. They flat out lied to me and about me. I made mention of a title spinner TerryG referenced in something he had written and they flagged me as using and promoting a spinner. In all reality all I had done was make a encouraging comment on another hubbers hub.  I'm getting ahead of myself more later.

I had so many wonderful fans and friends, I loved the work, the community the support of fellow writers, sharing their lives and it all came to a halt in one fail swoop. Side Note, While here note all the amazing tools as I use a few, available to create awesome pages at Wizzleys and make money.  There are more of both options here.  

The drop dead worst part of all was they would so mindlessly smear the character of a honest, caring hard working human being at the core of their lively hood and career instead of dealing with their sinking ship and the honest issues as they were and still are.  

NOTE: The admin here at Wizzley really appreciate the writers here. They are available and offer real time solutions to any questions we may have, which are rare, but still.

The change hit, they were flagging content as they were cleaning up their act.  Rather they were trying to adjust the automated filters to properly function as they swatted around and flagged at anything with a pulse.

I felt no worries, in fact my mother had suddenly fell ill and I was out of town for some weeks tending to her care. Naturally my fellow hubbers didn't expect to hear from me for awhile as I had shared my mothers condition with them.  

Upon coming home I was reminded by my co-writers to check my articles as they were beginning to flag or unpublish any articles that had not been changed .  I had a few emails from them flagging hubs as duplicate content. Hmmm I thought this must be an over sight.  I felt this as I consistently and diligently wrote all my own content.  The article spinner issue, well, I had never actually seen one much less used one, it may as well been a salad spinner as far as I was concerned.

I knew it had to be a mistake especially after I combed over my hubs, finding nothing. I contacted them by way of responding to all the violation emails they sent me.  They were not helpful in fact threatening, change them or else.  No, problem, change what, tell me and I will...

The problem was as I changed one thing more would come.  The admin seemed to work tirelessly putting out the Panda fire, they were in a panic as if to meet the new criteria and then some.  

The bigger problem was and still is they just don't have a professional or knowledgeable handle on what they're attempting to correct.  The filter natzi (no disrespect intended, just love Seinfeld) is at work and no one's minding the store.

The thing is they would flag the same things all over again once I complied, removed the problem!  This is what drove me crazy.

I worked very hard to comply and still they kept flagging and flagging giving me time restraints as to when all the changes must be made and all the while there was some real junk published there.  I mean it was bad, really poor writing and quality overall.  Were they blind or guided by some strange double standard?  But you've no doubt seen it with your own eyes.  

I worked very hard to maintain a expedient response to the duplicate content issues. I found these mostly youtube videos, which up till that time were encouraged. Change is okay, I have no problem with change.  I eliminated all outbound links, I removed any pictures that could have been duplicated as that was a big fish.

The complaints grew, things that had been published for over a year and were doing very well suddenly were duplicate content.  

UGH!  I finally had it as my dead line was approaching and breaking the code to their new filter was impossible, they couldn't even explain other than to be rude, put it back on me as if I were trying to pull something off!  

It's so good to be here at Wizzley working with quality tools and people. The ease of writing creative and productive copy here is magnified. I can't recommend Wizzley enough!  There is no drama!

It was my daughters thirteenth birthday.  She was sick I knew the day was a bust when she didn't spring from bed like her usual self.  I looked at her and thought, hmm, I need to go on a mission to bring her back a little something special. It is after all her big 13. I told her older sister (15) I was headed out to pick up a miniature fireplace for her doll house to cheer her up.  She loved the idea.  Before I could get there, as I was merging off the highway onto the freeway a semi behind me was not slowing down.  I saw him, looked around for my escape as I instinctively knew he wasn't going to stop. The realization of my fate grew as he was gaining on me. The lanes around me were packed with speeding traffic.  

I was in the turn lane slowing down to make the ramp but he seemed to have forgotten what lane he was in. The trucker was driving as if in the fast lane.  I could only look on, in my rear view mirror, in disbelief as to what was about to happen. The bright silver grill of his truck grew bigger and bigger until I realized its vastness compared to me, I felt very small and helpless.  Please stop I uttered once more only now a mere whisper knowing a miracle was needed, or was it my time?

The Stuffed Animal My Daughter Customized for Me

I never made it home to my sick daughter on her thirteenth birthday.  I woke in the biggest trauma unit in our city.  I was still in shock two weeks In to my stay, in wonderment, am I alive? I could only remember my body slamming into a space and time not my own with tiny bits of glass flying everywhere in slow motion. The sound of ripping metal, screeched tearing at the asphalt until a second impact took me from any shred of consciousness I so desperately clung to.  it was over, everything melted into a warm dark place and I thought, I can't believe I've died on my daughters birthday.

I could see my daughter standing over me, feel her touching my hand and thought, oh my God I've missed her birthday.  I knew I had not made it back.  I drifted back into the lull of the pain killers slowly dripping into my IV.  

There is a new push to allow bigger trucks carrying more weight on our highways and freeways.  I know this is an extremely dangerous change.  I was hit by a very large truck, drug along the freeway as plowing into me was not enough to stop his truck, he drug me until he slammed me into the van traveling in front of me.  It was only then he stopped.  Please visit nobiggertrucks.org to make your feelings known.  I'm fighting it and appreciate any support from anyone!  Thanks in advance!

It's been seven months, I'm still in therapy, I started occupational, speech and physical therapy 7 months ago and am still at it.  I've started writing again and it feels wonderful.  Many of my hubber friends have looked for me and found me while others have not.  It is my hope to reconnect with you all and as always you know I'm your go to girl if you need help.  If you've not yet joined Wizzley do join me and our many hubber friends as we get back to life working as the talented professionals we are.  I've added a banner for you to sign up below.

Much Love and Happiness, Katie