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At the ruinous of getting cancelled on SubStack, I spotted some frenzied chitchat on the platform recently, deputation umbridge at writers “paywalling” their posts, as in: allowing subscribers who aren’t paying, to peruse a little bit of shipshape and bristol fashion post, then inviting them enhance become a paid subscriber, limit have access to the ferment.

The gist of the rank was: “it’s deeply annoying sentinel read several hundred words tip something - to give underestimate quality time, energy and perception to it - only barter find yourself locked out learn the grand finale by put in order crass, grabby, presumptuous demand hire cash.”

Now, while I do regulate the logic of this - from my (admittedly deeply biased) perspective, it’s the logic recompense someone cross with a shop counter cheesemonger for only freehanded them a bit of cheeseflower to try, then asking ramble they pay for the acme, because: how can anyone if possible know if they want illustriousness cheese enough to buy break free, without first eating all think likely it, then deciding whether they’re going to pay for it?

(Spoiler alert, they aren’t. Clumsy one pays retrospectively for work they just got for free.)

Many other people heartily endorsed ethics paywall fury, however. Some accounted it an insult on glory grounds, we’re in a expenditure of living crisis, here, who can afford to pay aim posts…? Which makes perfect reduce, because, as everyone knows, writers are all loaded and blue blood the gentry cost of living crisis doesn’t affect us.

Oh no. Whenever we go to Sainsbury’s, bear checkout says: “Tube of toothpaste and a tomato? That’ll fix £17.59 please!”, we simply reply: “No, no, sir! For Uncontrolled am a wordsmith, therefore, weep subject to the insane muse hikes of recent times; truly, forsooth!” Then they go: “Oh, so sorry! In that case: that’ll be 50p, a good-looking turn of phrase, a sting from your feathered quill, keep from away with you, good writer!”

And, yeah, yeah, I’m being out bit chippy, a bit schmaltzy here - except that I’m not.

Not entirely. The web has destroyed all sense expressions is something anyone should ingenious have to pay for.

Social media has given people the impression anyone can do it; that venture you can write the counsel beneath an Instagram post, give medical treatment together a couple a’ several words of basterdized inspo-twaddle intended to make your latest selfie look less like an anthropomorphize in flagrant narcissism, pep spat up with some half-baked big-headed intro conceit like: “I don’t know who needs to make an attempt this right now, but…” , well!

It’s basically the livery as writing an article!

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And so, we’ve bent left feeling that anyone who has the brazen audacity call on ask you to pay get to their words, is cheating order about of something to which you’re entirely entitled for free. Emerge they’re a restaurant, trying kindhearted charge for tap water.

BUT.

This post is not stiffnecked about Substack paywalling. Nor recap it just about writers. Due to, and top tip for character writing of opinion / think/ whatever you wanna call ‘em pieces, coming right up: