Come Sail With The Dread Pirate Roberts
I sent out a dozen job applications this past week with cover letters in which I revealed my dream job as becoming the Dread Pirate Roberts.
Don’t know about you, but it seems like a pretty cool job to me and from a blogging standpoint it works in all sorts of ways. How many jobs provide more opportunities for adventures that lend themselves to being memorialized in story.
You might wonder if I am trying to be funny in this post or if I am going to shift gears. You might wonder about many things and that is ok. I spend more time wondering and wandering than I care to think about.
Maybe that is why I contacted Miracle Max and asked for some help. When I pressed him to move faster I received the standard response about not rushing a miracle man for fear of getting rotten miracles.
Princess Bride Quotes Are Social Media Gold
Princess Bride quotes are social media gold. I have never found a time when a quote didn’t generate a response of some sort and that is a positive thing. Social media is about people and people are about engagement.
Speaking of engagement I joined a few more tribes in Triberr and now I have an enormous…reach.
We’re going to see if it proves to be useful or not. If it doesn’t generate more engagement than the benefit is quite limited. The “ideal” situation is for it to generate a significant increase in the number of subscribers and a book deal.
That Princess Bride headline you read above is intentional. I am trying to pull more people in, but once I get them here I have to figure out how to retain them. So maybe I ought to provide some links to posts they should read:
- A Father Describes Parenting
- An Uncertain Certainty
- 1 Foolproof Way To Become a Better Writer
- The Story Of A House- The Final Days
- He Died A Hero
- Twenty-Five Links That Will Make You A Better Writer/Blogger
My Social Media Experiment
Sometimes I stare at the ceiling and wonder how I can use social media to raise a million dollars. I close my eyes and think about writing a post where I tell people it is an experiment and I am curious to see how long it would take to raise a million dollars.
The money would go towards a bunch of things, basic living expenses, the books I want to write, a vacation, kick around cash and who knows what else.
I wouldn’t promise to do anything with it. Would I donate some to charity? Sure, I would but not because I had a million bucks but because I try to give back. But I am not going to try to convince anyone to give because I would give some to charity. I won’t guarantee a percentage or anything like that.
In this experiment all I am going to do is say that I will donate something. If I ever do it I will probably blog about it, assuming someone doesn’t steal my idea.
The Mutiny of My Legs
I played two hours of basketball last night and was disappointed to find learn my legs are on strike. Damn things mutinied again. Do you know how frustrating it is to drive to the basket and find the left you always had has left.
It pissed me off so I went to bathroom and threatened them with harm, but they just laughed at me. I blame my metabolism for this. I never should have let it run away because once it did chaos erupted.
These mystery aches and pains show up unannounced and stay for as long as they want. I keep threatening those damn squatters, but they just laugh at me.
Children and Star Wars
My almost 12 year-old son and his friends have this funny idea about their generation and Star Wars. Those little buggers seem to think they own the movies and have some sort of knowledge the older, wiser generation doesn’t.
I need to write George Lucas and thank him for raping my childhood by producing some prequels that weren’t as good as the originals and for turning Darth Vader into a character you feel sad for. That dude used to be bad. He was evil. He was mean.
Back in the day if you told someone you wanted to go Vader on them they knew you were serious and not a joke.
It is late and bed calls, but I think we are about due for another post about aggressive promotion and blogs. Before I go here is an invitation to join TheJackB facebook fan page.
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Good night from Los Angeles.
No more rhymes and I mean it!