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I thought I would change my profession if Google Adsense could actually give me something by putting their ads in my blogs.  But I got nothing so far.  And there's no sign of anything coming at any time either.  So I'm removing all ads and sticking to the only job I know, teaching.

I feel liberated now.   Liberated from the world that I may never understand.

If any ad still appears in my blog, only Google is gaining. I can't help it, I suppose. 

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  1. Abhijit RayNovember 30, 2014 at 12:54 PM

    I agree.

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  2. V Srinivasa RaoNovember 30, 2014 at 1:27 PM

    Please shift to custom domain first. Then seek some expert advice from professional SEO to earn money. Read about Imran Uddin, the Andhra boy hardly in 20s but earning lakhs of rupees. You must have written clearly what and how went wrong. Don't let down please !

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalDecember 1, 2014 at 11:11 AM

      It doesn't matter really, friend. I tried out Adsense for 9 months only to earn 9 dollars :) I should stick to the job I know.

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  3. UnknownNovember 30, 2014 at 6:27 PM

    From what I've heard you need ten thousand of page views a day at least to get anything out of AdSense. And out of that big number only if people click on the Ads that are on the webpage (either out of interest or sheer accident) that you get any money. For those of us who write personal blogs or good prose and not 'tech help' or fashion blogs the number of clicks is considerably much lesser.
    I cant say AdSense isn't working. I checked the daily earning for my blog that does't yet have a roaring audience, AdSense shows that I make $0.01 for 100 pageviews. Like Srinivasa has said in the comment above, if you intend on making money out of blogging your blog needs to be Search Engine Optimized (SEO) and that requires some real work which even extends to html coding. Can't be so dismissive of a Google service now can we?

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalDecember 1, 2014 at 11:13 AM

      True, Divya, it works only for those who get very high traffic. And then there are the technicalities which I don't feel like bothering about. It was an experiment, after all.

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    2. UnknownDecember 1, 2014 at 11:41 AM

      I was experimenting with it too to see how it worked. I think now we know writers wont make much. But then again....writing is a hobby and hobbies make us happy, that why we do it right?

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  4. Saru SinghalNovember 30, 2014 at 10:15 PM

    It's only for tech, fashion and food bloggers. Writers never earn from it. It's sad but true.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalDecember 1, 2014 at 11:13 AM

      Oh, yeah, you could be right. Actually our blog posts should advertise certain things which are popular... I understand.

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  5. Alok VatsDecember 1, 2014 at 9:28 AM

    Dear Matheikal sir, sad to hear this, but I must say that the real reasons why a blog doesn't earn much from Google Adsense is not that Google is cheating, I must say that it is because of our own fault only.

    There can be numerous reasons why we don't earn from GA and it can be:

    1. Unprofessional Approach
    2. Wrong Choice of Content
    3. Search Engine Optimization
    4. Not much traffic from US, Canada, UK and Australia

    So a combination of all these points can cause us to get less from Google Adsense and we cannot blame them for it. I am preparing a blog post on it, and will describe all these things clearly over there...

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalDecember 1, 2014 at 11:15 AM

      No, no, Alok. I didn't mean Google is cheating. I meant my blog doesn't seem to the right one for the purpose. I can't write on popular stuff, as Saru, above says rightly. Anyway, let writing remain a hobby for me: that's best I think.

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