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New Writing Opportunities Knock

As is often the case on sleepless nights, one night last week I was pointing and clicking my way around the internet when I happened upon an advertisement for Examiner.com.  Interested to see how they match up with Associated Content, I started to do a little digging through online forums and several of the articles posted on AC about what is drawing other online writers to Examiner.  I was intrigued by what I found, and decided to apply for an open slot they had for an Action Sports writer for the Portland area.

I am pleased to announce that after going through the application process, I have become the new Examiner.com Portland Paintball Examiner.  The first writing piece that was accepted on this site can be seen by clicking here.  And please do check it out since it is all about one of the newest paintball fields in the Portland area, Impact Action Sports.

I'd like to send a big "Thank You" to Jason from Impact Action Sports for giving me the green light to write about his company, and to all of you readers out there who have made it possible for me to expand my writing avenues.  

As a Portland Paintball Examiner, I have promised to keep Examiner.com updated with local paintball business and event information so if you have a paintball group or event that you'd like to see covered, please contact me at d.kawaii@gearheadzpaintball.com for information on how to be spotlighted in a web-article.


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