The Nonsense Zone
I created, mostly for my own amusement, but with you in mind a very interesting and entirely spurious fact this morning. Upon it's conception I vowed to share it with you...
Mini Viva cheeky little pop princesses they are, one a Geordie the other a Manc are said to be modern equivalents of Mel & Kim. I don't remember either of those carrying puppy fat, but I can sort of see the comparison. I did smile when the girls 'fessed to having never been to Tokyo - you would have thought the record company might have seen that question coming. Anyway, away from the malicious and unfounded bitching, I created an interesting fact about the name of the band.
Despite their disparate origins, the girls, Britt and Frankee, ended up living next door to each other. They went to different schools and didn't get on for a number of years. One evening, one of the duo heard the other singing through their bedroom wall. The listener began harmonising and the two hit upon the idea for a band. Sadly they couldn't think of a name that reflected the young, fresh 'n' funky, dynamic groove the two found they could generate. They thought and thought but nothing came. Were they doomed to be a good idea whose time never came?
Depressed, they slumped down against their fathers' cars in their respective driveways.
"I know!" shouted Frankee, "we turn around and the first thing we see is what we shall call the band. You go first. Madferrit"
"Wai aye" replied Britt, turning around and banging her head on the immaculate chrome trim.
Neither girl was especially bright. They were each leaning against the rear-bumper of a motor vehicle. As they turned, somewhat logically, one saw the word "Mini" and the other "Viva".
'Viva Mini' were born. They toured for several years until a record company executive saw them, signed them and put them through the R&D machine. A genius at Geffen looked long and hard at the bands' name, deciding it needed a complete remake. The rest is history.
The Learning Zone
The dedicated and fortunate amongst you will remember my early posts about the struggle I had over signing up for the Niche Profit Programme and parting with the initially hidden fees.
While undocumented, my studies have continued. Some I have documented, others I have chosen different topics to blog you with.
This week I chose a new set of manuals. They are significantly weightier than a great many of their counterparts and I have found them refreshingly well-written. My previous mentor manual was also well-written but he had cunningly blocked parts out and structured the book around accompanying work-books you had to join a pay scheme to access.
I was never likely to become a paid subscriber, but I followed the initial stages of the course. I think the prescription must have been a little out of date though. The first steps were:
Affiiliate account from Clickbank ===> Choose some content ====> Join Squidoo =====> Write article and publish =====> join Ezine ===> write a few articles and publish them ===>link-back to your squidoo lens ===> generate traffic.
I mentioned the article process here. The Ezine article is still yet to be published.
The new one really wants to sell me a hosting plan. The planning steps and the basic self-analysis are very good though and can be applied to any start-up. About a quarter of the way through, another manual on copy-writing is referenced. This is similarly well-written. Consequently I printed the first one and spent a large part of today, to the detriment of my usual loafing and side-tracking, studying, planning from and reading the copy writing manual.
I've kicked around a business idea I've had ticking on a back-burner (you have to use what you have) and will test (eventually) my copy-writing acumen on this new project. A postcard is not really a fair comparison for a sales-letter, but we've all gotta start somewhere.
I've had proper job interest too.
The stresses of the legal system await tomorrow.
Welcome to the disappointment.
