A Dear Google Love Letter!

Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE X-NONE /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-priority:99; mso-style-qformat:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin-top:0cm; mso-para-margin-right:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:10.0pt; mso-para-margin-left:0cm; line-height:115%; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:11.0pt; font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} I have a confession to make; I am deeply in love withGoogle.   Even before I started mybusiness back in October 07, I had a serious crush on Google Search. These days my feelings have deepened to the extent thatI have Google Desktop loaded at all times with up to date information. There isnot a day when I don’t have my Gmail sitting in my system tray ready togo.   Google Hubs is probably my favoriteplace to send my stories and articles and who doesn’t I Google? I try to write a hub, at least once a week.   I use Google Search daily, either to findsomething or someone, or to check on my keywords.   I love the latest keyword research toolsGoogle have brought out recently.   I’msure they were made for me. They make my life so much easier. I don’t think my business could run without Google, infact, I don’t think I would want it to.   So I am eternally grateful to know it is always there, but I fear thatalthough I dearly love Google, and cannot get by without it, Google doesn’treturn my affections and that hurts me deeply. Why do I believe that? Well, I used to have an Adsense account, in fact Istill have it but it is suspended due to an outstanding requirement.   Google wants me to provide them with my bankaccount details and that is more than reasonable.   The trouble is I have already given them mybank details. Google knows that and they confirm it every time I tryto re-add the details.   A message pops upto say that they already have the details.   So what’s the problem?   Theproblem is that Google will not let me use the account until they get my bankaccount details…. I know what you’re thinking; Why don’t I just contactthem.   Well, I’m not the only person wholoves Google, they have many other suitors and they cannot devote individualtime to one love struck fan like me.   Forthat they have a fan club, which is called The Forum.   Again I feel a little rejected.   In the Forum, nobody will talk to me about myproblem, at least not anyone who can offer a suggestion, even less, a solution.So what do I do? I am primarily a writer.   I write articles, Blog entries, Hubs,reports, press releases, email letters, forum comments, ads, social commentaryand bookmark comments.   Writing isprobably 95% of what I do.   I don’t useoutside sources.   All my writings areoriginal works. When I promote my business, I use only my own personalcontent and these days, it is devoted mostly to the book My Own Plan by KirstenPlotkin. This is a book I recently published on the internet.   Again the book contains content known only tome.   It is based on a discovery I madefive years ago which led me to a permanent weight loss solution, without a dietor calorie control. On paper, surely I am a perfect match for Google, ifonly they would notice me! Because I am such a prolific writer, Adsense is a veryimportant stream of income for me, which I have now missed out on for a reallylong time.   I cannot even access the moneyowed to me because…Well, to pay me, Google needs my bank account details. So this is my last ditch attempt to get Google tonotice me and take pity on me.   I reallyam a very nice person, who just hopes to have her affections and her Adsensereturned to normal. With love and affection, Kirsten Plotkin Http://www.my-own-plan.com

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