what sort of news is sellable to newspaper

paddypowder

How would a person go about selling a story or a "lead" to a newspaper.

not talking about illegally obtained information
just curious

shockwave

Ring the newsdesk, the number is usually in the paper somewhere.

job seeker

Try an E-mail or phone call perhaps??

racso1975

If it is a rag story there is some tip line info on there site's.

wazky

Post it here first.

paddypowder

ah jaysus
im not ringing up a newspaper asking them what sort of things they are looking for?

as I said im just curious... I don't have anything in contemplation

AnonoBoy

Is it sex news?

I hear sex news always sells.

Son Of A Vidic

paddypowder wrote: »

what sort of news is sellable to newspaper

Bad news.

biko

Everything is news. It's up to the paper folks whether to publish or not.

Ruu

Anything disaster related.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h0xr31XbSOU

I am pie

You make it sound like those newspapers are fancy mystical publication that few have seen but many have heard of.

Maybe try reading a few and working it out from there.

WilyCoyote

I thought it was obvious by the figures. Titz'n'bums and a bitta sport

kneemos

No news is good news,hard to sell it though.

Ditch

Man bites Dog.

WilyCoyote

Ditch wrote: »

Man bites Dog.

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An Elegy on the Death of a Mad Dog -- Oliver Goldsmith

Good people all, of every sort,
Give ear unto my song;
And if you find it wondrous short,
It cannot hold you long.

In Islington there was a man,
Of whom the world might say
That still a godly race he ran,
Whene'er he went to pray.

A kind and gentle heart he had,
To comfort friends and foes;
The naked every day he clad,
When he put on his clothes.

And in that town a dog was found,
As many dogs there be,
Both mongrel, puppy, whelp and hound,
And curs of low degree.

This dog and man at first were friends;
But when a pique began,
The dog, to gain some private ends,
Went mad and bit the man.

Around from all the neighbouring streets
The wondering neighbours ran,
And swore the dog had lost his wits,
To bite so good a man.

The wound it seemed both sore and sad
To every Christian eye;
And while they swore the dog was mad,
They swore the man would die.

But soon a wonder came to light,
That showed the rogues they lied:
The man recovered of the bite,
The dog it was that died.
-- Oliver Goldsmith

Tail Docker

You rode Twink at a drug fuelled orgy involving many of Irelands most famous "entertainers", didn't you!...No? Damn.

The Backwards Man

Have a look at some of these Pulitzer hopefuls OP.

kneemos

If anybody of note eats your hamster it might be newsworthy.