Savvy Tips – Net it!

What to write about?

Why question it!

Why not just write about whatever you can catch back?

All you need is  a net – it doesn’t have to be costly –  one of those little nets on the end of a stick will do! You know, the sort you nagged your parents for, every time you passed a beach hut trying to cash in on the tourists.

How much did it cost?  A pound?

It’s true that you make look a trifle silly, going about your everyday doings, clutching hold of a kid’s fishing net! But, surely that is the point! Since when was it a crime to look silly? And, if, in the process of looking silly, you catch the thing, who’s complaining?


Don’t be!

I am not on commission from for the simple reason that I, Jay Cool, although potty, am not in the slightest bit confused. Confused people ponder. Confused people spend far too much time worrying that if they wrote this or this down, they would look silly. Why be silly, and then worry about being silly, if you are silly itself? Just get that net out there, wave it around, and catch back a tiny bit of the silly stuff you just chucked out there!


Don’t be!

Words, be they silly or even sensible, are gifts. Every word that makes it’s way out of your brain, by any means whatsoever is a gift, be it uttered, written or signed.

Take that gift. Catch it back in! Feed it a little. Allow it to grow unhindered and then?

Chuck it back out there again!

Take the word ‘milk’, for example. Today, armed with fishing net, I ambled back from my local pub, full to the brim with Aspalls, and chucked it all on out!

No, I didn’t puke (an hour in the local pub’s not enough time for that!); instead, I considered.

“Hubby, who was the first person who decided to steal milk from a cow?”


“Who decided it was a good idea to drink milk? Why?”

“Well, milk isn’t natural and ….. bla, bla, bla …..”

I won’t regale you, my loyal reader, with the remaining words of Hubby Wisdom! Hubby is a scientific dude who knows everything about everything. And, anyway, I can’t recall anything else he said, because …

… as soon as the word was out there, I wanted catch it back again!

Milk. What a powerful word. A word to be milked.

Waving my net around madly (not difficult in my case), I caught something of the gist of the milk and, picking up my walking pace, proceeded to my cliff-top laptop.


I stuck the word in there and, lo and behold, as words do, it grew into my favourite (I didn’t say best, although hit may well be the silliest) poem yet? It’s hot, in a milky-hot and smelly Roman bath sort of a way. And so, so good for the skin ….



Catch that word back in and get writing!


Copyright owned by Jay Cool, 5th September 2019


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Published by The Silly-Savvy Salopian

Freelance writer and descendant of the cave dweller and outlaw, Humphrey Kynaston. Banished from Shropshire for my eccentricity, I have made my home in Suffolk. I write poetry, short stories, travel journals, comedy gig reviews and non-fiction articles. My wish is to write my way back into the heart of my birth land. All writing commissions (and free holidays in Shropshire!) considered.

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