What Does It Take To Be No. 1?
I joined up here at Bleacher Report about a month ago, and I think itâs a great site.
I was fueled with excitement at the time.
Thirty-something articles later, and I wasnât so excited any more. Over those 30-plus days, Iâd focused on sports I love and know something about; mainly wrestling and basketball.
However, I only had three articles I wrote be well-received or "successful." By well-received or âsuccessful,â I mean articles that have gotten at least a hundred page hits. These were my articles titled âWhat Will Happen at Wrestlemania Will Blow Your Mindsâ âThe Top 13 Wrestling Stars on the Rise,â and âWho Will Reign Supreme as MVP?â
I worked hard on all the other articles as well, but I seemed to fall flat on my face with those.
What makes it even worse is that members here at Bleacher Report who joined up around the same time I did seemed to be moving up the ranks as fast as hotcakes being eaten at a pancake-eating contest; and theyâre getting B/R Pick of the Day awards like itâs nothing.
Yet, today I read an article from a fan of mine and a writer Iâm definitely a fan of, named Hotnuke. Heâs a great writer.
What makes him so great is you can tell he puts effort into his articles, does great research, and spends time writing them.
Well, he wrote an article today called, âFour Keys to Writing a Successful Bleacher Report Articleâ.
This piece inspired me, and gave me a great feeling about writing again. Maybe I am a good sportswriter, and simply need my work to be tweaked (okay, maybe a major tweak is needed).
So, I am going back to the lab and am going to look around at other articles by writers here on Bleacher Report to gain some more inspiration and ideas.
Right now the only idea I have is a series Iâm thinking of writing titled, TR: Tyler Rants. However, it still hasnât made its' debut since I donât want it to fail. It will be my first series, and I intend to put more work into it to guarantee its success.
Let me say though:
Don't call it a comeback,
I been here for years,
Rockin my peers and puttin suckas in fear.
Makinâ the tears rain down like a MON-soon,
Listen to the bass go BOOM.
Explosion, overpowerinâ,
Over the competition, I'm towerinâ,
Wreckinâ shop, when I drop these lyrics that'll make you call the cops.
Don't you dare stare, you betta move,
Don't ever compare,
Me to the rest that'll all get sliced and diced,
Competition's payinâ the price.
Definitely don't call it a come back as I haven't even reached the top YET.
Hopefully the writers who are stuck on the hump like me will get over that hump and keep it moving.


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