SEO, I Don’t Think So.

This is part four of a four part post.  Click here for part I, here for part II, or here for part III.

“The truth is more important than the facts.”

~Frank Lloyd Wright

I don’t write for SEO, or throw attention at keywords.  I hope I never feel the need to stray from such straightforward guidelines, at least not while writing for Writer Dad.

I can almost hear the collective gasp from the probloggers.  I’m not trying to argue, merely stating what works for me.  Writing for SEO isn’t it.

Before I began the blog, I did my due diligence.  

I read Darren’s book, and clearly understood the importance of SEO and keywords.  During my first two weeks of posting, I stuck to the principles.  I would outline ideas, title included, draw the keywords I needed, and then scribble around them.

It was backwards. 

I knew it, and abandoned the practice my third week.

Writing exclusively for SEO content, I’ve no doubt, dulls the voice.  Now, when I pen a post, I sit at the keys with a vague idea of how I’d like to spit.  Words spill, I bring the mop.  

Only when finished, do I read the post to see what keywords I might gather.  I then decide on a title, an appropriate quote, and a picture to give all the black and white a little splash of color.

Like advertising, or pretty much anything else, I’ve no issue with writing for SEO.  I understand the mathematics, and am positive that the future will find me developing sites where writing for the deities of search engine optimization is entirely necessary.  

When that day comes, I’ll design my words accordingly. 

The hallways of the internet blare with a billion echoes.  Like life, it takes courage to think different.  It’s hard to claim a niche when I find myself an expert at nothing.  I don’t want to pen lists to tell others how to live their lives better when I’m still working full time on mine.  Hunter Nuttall wrote a fantastic piece on building a slow and steady audience.  This is an excerpt from that article:  

Writer Dad says he doesn’t have a niche, and that’s certainly true in the traditional sense. But I think he has a very specific niche. He’s writing for people who like about 1 post per day, about 500 words, broken into lots of short paragraphs, with lots of interaction in the comments section, and most importantly, his unique writing style. Name another blogger who’s similar. Can’t think of one? That’s because he’s the only one in his niche.

The traffic that drives by Writer Dad could only be described as light.  What I do have, is a high percentage of people who stick around.  This is as it should be.  I’d prefer a smaller, genuine audience, to a large one who slips Writer Dad in their reader because they think it’s something they’re supposed to do.  

Without ads, an inflated audience is irrelevant.

When I write, it is because I want someone to feel a silhouette of my thought.  Even with a full understanding that my words will be mostly forgotten within thirty-six hours of broadcast, I write them with everything I have. 

My children will one day comb through my archives; I write for them.

If Writer Dad is my chance to touch our most local universe, then I wish to use my most genuine voice, rather than one designed to capture the attention of the Googlebots who crawl across my verbiage.  

When you have language, you can skip rope.  Why would I wish to tie my laces?

Writer Dad

If you enjoyed these words, please subscribe (for free) by RSS or Email.  If you’re a Stumbler, please consider Stumbling.  Thanks.

Can I Read My WeeBook in Oz?

This is part three of four.  Click here for part one, or here for part two.

If you don’t like something change it; if you can’t change it, change the way you think about it. 

~Mary Engelbreit

I’ve tried my hand at WeeBooks.  Rubbed the sticks together, but fire’s never flared.  

This doesn’t concern me.  I’ll keep rubbing.  Eventually, I’m sure, I’ll be sweating from the inferno.   Even if I’m wrong, WeeBooks have been well worth their time and casual assessment.  

Every WeeBook so far released was pulled from a portfolio, previously gathering cobwebs.  I will not wait for discovery, and have no fear of burning through my best ideas. 

Thoughts are like air; surrounding every second, and backing every breath.

My brief experience with WeeBooks has been an education.  They’ve taught me to release on schedule, collaborate, and work inside various mediums.  Even considering the dim sales of Number One and Two it!, I’m as proud of those eight pages with David Wright, as anything I’ve done.

I do not believe, despite conventional wisdom, that publishing and self publishing are mutually exclusive.  I do believe, fervently, that I can create content for both mediums without cannibalizing myself.  

I see the dangers in POD (print on demand), I do not see them with WeeBooks.

We are riding the froth of the first wave to crash upon the shore of our new Renaissance.  New writers are born every day.  In a couple of decades they’ll share their words with a world which barely resembles our own.  I have three blogs in my reader from children; eleven, twelve, and thirteen.  The eleven year old has been blogging since he was eight, and doing it in two languages.  Rapid change is twisting our wind; we can hide in the basement, or hitch it to Oz.

My art has yet to meet the needs of my audience.  I recognize this, and endeavor to improve.  Readers are patrons, and I will find a way to pen something which occupies the space between whispering muse and audience needs.  

That, I believe, is Shangri-La for any artist. 

Without ads, I’ll need assistance to draw the full magic from Writer Dad.  Of course, every reader need not purchase, but I will require a small rotating percentage.  The wider the reach, the smaller the needed percentage. 

I could never please every potential buyer on a single Friday, but I can create differing content for various divisions within a single audience.  You might not care to read about compound interest, but your sister Sally in Saucalito might.  Perhaps you’ll gift a download to her, or wait until the release of Writer Dad’s Dozen Rules of Writing (that title, by the way, is entirely hypothetical).  

At a buck, WeeBooks are the price of a tip.  I don’t have a donate button, and won’t be placing one, but I can certainly draw a parallel.  Most of us don’t think twice for dropping our change in the jar when handed a cup of coffee.  I myself never tip less than twenty percent (unless service is dreadful), and tend to frequent where I’ve established banter.  

I see no reason to ignore this design.  I know there are others like me.

Tips come in all sizes.  A minute to comment, Stumble, or Digg, helps these gears to turn.  If you have the ear of a Darren, Seth, Skellie, or Leo; or someone else as forward thinking, and believe they might be interested in any of these ideas, please, pass them forward.

WeeBooks are different; not quite posts, not quite appropriate to send along the publishing path.  Time will tell if I’m mistaken, but I see no reason why a WeeBook, or something similar, won’t be standard in time.

Two weeks back, there was tremendous discussion about various sorts of WeeBooks.  I’d love to continue.  What sort would you like to see, if any, and is there a breed you’d be willing to buy?  If you believe this to be a model doomed to failure, and have a moment to tell me why, please do.

Thanks.

Writer Dad

If you enjoyed these words, please subscribe (for free) by RSS or Email.  If you’re a Stumbler, please consider Stumbling.  Thanks.

Scads of Ads? Not Here.

This is part II of a four part series. Click here for part one.

Let advertisers spend the same amount of money improving their product that they do on advertising and they wouldn’t have to advertise it.

~Will Rogers

We canceled cable two years back; in our house, it’s DVD’s or downloads.  We rarely listen to radio; too much trash cluttering the silence between notes.  In our car, it’s CD’s or conversation.

Our children are exposed to advertising, of course.  They are not deaf or blind, and we do occasionally leave the house.  But their exposure is remarkably thin, especially considering the times we live.

I can’t weave the worldwide web without constant commercial assault; my eyes spammed at every other click.

I’d like for Writer Dad to offer asylum.

Allow me to state clearly before I proceed:

I’ve no issue with advertisers or advertising on blogs.  Bloggers have every right to mine as many dollars as they can from the countless hours they pour into their online enterprise.  If I had no product of my own, I would sell ad space, and I’m positive that I’ll have sites in the future which will harbor ads.

For now, here, I would prefer to design something different.

Our world is littered with advertising.  Online, it’s worse.  It’s embarrassing, we all know it.  I shudder to think what our more civilized progeny, several hundred years from tomorrow, might think as they comb through these, our present histories.

On Writer Dad, I’ll have my own words to shill.  I needn’t subject a loyal audience to supplemental promotion.

However, I am moving toward writing full time, and must leverage Writer Dad in a way that will generate income.

A few methods:

  • I’ll use Writer Dad to further spread my voice, and promote my services.  This is paramount to my future as a writer, whether I freelance or publish.  At Writer Dad I can meet new people and potential partners.  Fellow writers, artists, editors, agents, publishers, etc..  I adore the knights already around the table, and there’s plenty room for more.
  • I plan to peddle a lot of my language; WeeBooks and otherwise.  We’ll discuss this one in more depth mañana, but I don’t see why writers must always maintain middle men between themselves and their patrons.  Why sell a short story to a magazine, who will fill their magazines with ads, if I have the means to deliver directly to an audience, should they be inclined to download.  Sometimes, dissemination should be as simple as a handshake.
  • I’d love to keep our white space free from ads.  If this objective grows unreasonable, and I do add paid color to the sidebar, it will fly in only two varieties: affiliate products from people I believe in, or ads for services which relate directly to the plurality of the Writer Dad audience.  These will have long term placement, so our space doesn’t mutate with every refresh.

Without ads, audience participation is crucial.  Even without purchase, readers are patrons.  Links and comments are two ways to help without a wallet.  Reader creativity, I’m sure will help breed others.

This is our blog, and it will be exactly as excellent as we make it.

Writer Dad

If you enjoyed my words, please subscribe (for free) by RSS or Email.  If you’re a Stumbler, please consider Stumbling.  Thanks.

The uber observant of you may have noticed my new header and RSS splash, along with my groovy Stumble and Twitter buttons in the Sidebar.  These were the splendid work of Eric Hamm at “Motivate Thyself.”  How awesome is Eric?  He did it for me just to be a nice guy.  He was probably still glowing from the guest post he got from Leo at Zen Habits.  Congratulations, Eric.