Twack’s Content Word Games is the first of, hopefully, many forays into the world of content writing. I’ve said previously that this site will be like no other in regard to you having the full onslaught of literary misgivings a la Twack. This is a bit like ‘episode one’ and there should be a ‘pilot’ episode preceding… Well, I haven’t got round to the ‘explanation’ pilot post just yet, so we’re going to hit the road running…. Short version is that this is an insight into one of the ways to both write and to find ideas for content…sort of… Let me explain. Just remember the word ‘archery’.
Actually, before I get into that, the centre of the target is traditionally either yellow or gold and in certain circles hitting ‘gold’ is preferred to the term bullseye. Who knew. OK back to the explanation.
I have had a really productive morning after having a ‘less so’ weekend… You know when all your plans go sideways, through no fault of your own, of course. My problem is that I tend to make most of the plans in my head and forget to tell anyone else about them. My bad. Well, no I’m not really bad, it’s just that I don’t like change, not sudden change, I don’t adapt well…. I can…just not well. Bottom lip starts protruding, which is probably better than a ‘pout’…why do they do that on selfies ?
Why am I writing this blog… The other day I had been thinking about content… I was actually driving at the time and my mind was wandering and the mechanicals of the car were being guided by the ‘Force’. That is a prime example of how amazing our brains are…do you know how we are able to do that ? There must be a proper ‘term’ for it. I know we automatically delete things we can see so we don’t get overloaded..UK registration plates tend to be no more than seven digits in length as we can ‘recall’ between 7, plus or minus 2, digits more easily… I think that’s right…feel free to correct if it sounds way off.
Content Out Of Chaos
Back to my ‘content’ thoughts… A question that seems to raise its contentious head around the site is…what am I going to write about ?….I’ve written all I can…so on and so forth. Seems to be a fair question…the idea of writing post after post after post…about, what used to be your favourite hobby or pastime but is soon to be your nemesis, can be and is daunting.
So, I was thinking, how hard is it to write about something, forget quality and value in the first instance…you can dress it up later. Just how much can you squeeze out of a word or subject. Let me clarify more how my mind was working…lol…this should be fun… I don’t enjoy using lol but it’s better than hahahaha..which irritates…too strong…it’s just to regimented, please come up with a better written laugh.
Content Word Game
As I was driving, the random word that popped into my head was ‘butter’..followed by ‘cabbage’ and pulling up the rear was ‘traffic lights’..stop. You’re still looking for relevance, no doubt. So what can you say about butter ? Loads…where it comes from, how it’s made, what it’s used for…spinning off from that you have..dairy, cows, farms…processes,equipment….food, either its use in the preparation of certain foods or on the outside as a spread…before you know it there’s a long list of possibilities…just from butter. It’s upside down and inside out. Of course if you’re looking for a ‘niche’ dairy is too broad but you can use ‘dairy’ as subject matter for ‘butter’…Outstanding.
So we’re eight paragraphs in and still not at the point. Tangentology is king, long live the king, or the Prof. I wanted to ‘experiment’ with my hypothesis that there is always content to be had no matter what the subject matter. Rather than ask one of my family members and then write the blog…which may seem a little ‘prearranged’ I went onto live chat within the Wealthy Affiliate Platform and asked anyone if they had a random idea for me….. Archery was the first arrow out of the quiver… Thank you HeidiY…see, now you can validate.
Archery At Last
Like I said all the way back at the start… Gold…the colour of choice for the bullseye, the centre of a number of concentric circles that make up the target widely used in archery. Here’s the best thing ever though…who governs archery worldwide ?…The WA….for real. The World Archery Federation is actually known as the WA….Bizarre and foreseen.
I did archery when I was young…not, like with a club or anything, it was on one of the weeks of a summer camp thing. First week actually, second week was pony trekking…there’s another story..not now. It was one of those moments that can only be described as…..monumental. There’s no way round it, I was a natural…no I was, I may have only been twelve but already, in one morning session, the talent was shining through. We had been versed in all that was feathered and flighty….had we been able to get at the ponies we could have tried Yabusame….the Japanese art of ‘mounted archery’ alas, not this time…there was a competition though. Bulls’ eye on the prize for me…
Close But No Cigar
After many arduous rounds, arms sore from pulling the tensioned bowstring and having it ‘slap’ on your forearm…it was down to a head-to-head….me and…someone else. Sorry, you can’t expect me to remember every minute detail. The prize was dependent on having your arrow closest to the centre of the target… I steadied myself, breathed deeply, slowed my heartbeat…no I didn’t, I was twelve… I took aim, remembering all that I had been taught. Index and middle finger gently keeping the ‘nock’ against the string. I was side on, looking down towards the target…the gold circle, all I could see. I released the arrow, fletchings whooshing through the air…it flew, nay soared, majestically towards the straw-backed paper sheet. Thwack…or maybe thud…phud. Smack, bang in the middle. You couldn’t have stuck it in by hand any closer to the centre…it was a bullseyes’ bullseye. I gasped, I had won.
It was soooo perfect. Then it fell out. Plop…on the floor.
The packet of Polo’s found their way into anothers grubby hand and not mine.
Childhood can be cruel.
Be afeared not of content my fiends…friends. Big piece of paper, crayons and away you go…just pick a word and see where it takes you….draw little lines off each one and add more at the end of it…have a side salad of ‘research’ when you want to expand on a certain train of thought.
All of this started from ‘butter’.. Grateful thanks to HeidiY for ‘archery’ and I look forward to writing about ‘traffic lights’.
As always, just my thoughts, rightly or wrongly.