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Poetry Tuesday: A dark one….

Hey Folks I don’t know if anyone is actually reading this blog anymore or if the traffic I am getting is just from google bots, but I am still going to post some stuff.

If you are real and reading this right now, please let me know by retweeting or sharing or even leaving a comment or an e-mail to let me know if the comments are working!

Thanks for your support this year, in just a week will be my one year anniversary on my self hosted site…

And now, a poem!  I don’t have a title for this one, maybe you guys can help.

The dead lay rotting on the blighted ground,

Good, bad, evil, pure, the bodies of all are littered around.

Women weep, Children cry out.

Our hero stands alone on the field of death,

Surrounded by carnage, it is for the best.

With a flourish of his cloak and a nod to the crowd,

our hero vanishes in a magical cloud.

As soon as it began, the revolution was done,

The memory fading with the setting of the sun.

Indebted all were to the nameless wraith,

A hero born of fear, imagination, and faith.

Yet he fades in sweet memory even as we speak,

and for now he is gone, faded into the past…..

Stupid Little Things That Keep Me Motivated

I got up the other day and put on one of my newer shirts.  It is a nice grey polo style shirt.  It also has my company logo on it.  I turned into a small child when that arrived.  I was so excited.

Of course I ordered it myself but that is beside the point.  I have a shirt with my company name on it.  I ordered business cards with my name on it.  I also got a pen in the mail that I didn’t order with my company name on it.

These are all little and seemingly petty things but they really motivate me.  They are something besides a computer screen that legitimizes my business.  It doesn’t matter that I have made or ordered most of them, at some point IBM and Microsoft did something similar.

I will be that big someday but for right now, I have to start somewhere.  These little things keep me motivated to make my business work.  They make me want to work harder, and better.  They make me want to be worthy of a brand.  I want to get to a point where my brand is important to people and I have to order more things with my name on them.  I am excited.

I have a slew of things coming for the next couple of months that I hope will pay the mortgage for a while.  I have e-books and affiliate books that I am working on and I am also working on a full rewrite of my wife’s website.

In about a month, the new Brenda’s Quilt Shop website will be live and filled with table runners and quilts.  Something to keep in mind, they make great Christmas gifts.  I will be asking for feedback on some of the sales copy for these and offering prizes….stay tuned.

Thanks for stopping by and reading.  My blog is growing in a fantastic way and if you are reading this, you are a part of that.  Thank you!

Please join the conversation below!

-Justin

You can always check out the ebook I have right now,

I have put this story together in a lovely little e-book that will be available at my Store for $2.99!

PS tomorrow, part 2 of The Man With The Hazy Suit on Fiction Saturday!

Punching Heavy Bags and Blog Posts

It has been a while since I have punched a heavy bag with any real intent. The last one was at my Dad’s house before I was married 12 years ago. This weekend I went and bought a heavy bag. I hung it up in the basement and proceeded to punch the crap out of it.

Apart from being very satisfying and realizing that my technique is poor right now, I was thinking how those few minutes with the bag equate to blogging. So here goes.

1. There is nothing more satisfying than landing a good hard punch, straight on and powerful. If you throw it right, you can feel the power coming from your legs up through your back, shoulder and arm.   Pavel Tsatsouline says that a kettlebell snatch is the closest thing to throwing a punch.  I am not sure about that yet, but I know that I can punch harder since starting with the kettlebells.

Like an actual punch, there is nothing more satisfying than a blog post that hits right in your target market and blows people away.  There is power in words that can move mountains.  There is however the question of how to judge effectiveness.  A punch is immediate, and gives instant feedback.  It is either good or not.  A post must wait for page views and comments.

2.  You can also hit a glancing blow on the bag that just causes it to spin and has not real power to it.  There are post like that, they are there, you know they have been written, but they are weak.  If your whole site is like that it will fail.  There has to be a learning curve, a few great posts, a few bad posts, then a bunch of knockouts.

3.  If you hit wrong, you can do damage.  If you don’t learn and continue to hit wrong, you can do permanent damage.  This is much the same with your posts.  I’m not saying you cant be wrong, or that you will not be wrong.  The point is, if you are wrong, admit it or don’t but learn from it and change.  If you keep posting bad posts (aka wrong technique) and you don’t change it you can have your blog fizzle out and be only a statistic.

4 Good technique is the only thing that will help you.  With boxing, kettlebells or writing, good technique will keep you safe and show results.  With writing, and blogging, good technique will keep you afloat and will keep readers coming.

I hope that I am using that good technique.  Yesterday I posted late because of other things.  It was interesting to note that as soon as that post notification was sent out via twitter I checked the post and went to my daily count.  In less than 20 seconds there were 16 visitors online at the same time.  That tells me my goals are coming and my blog is growing.

Dont forget to check out my Pre-Writing Challenge page!  We start Friday!

Thanks for reading this far.  There will be no quiz today.

Justin

Poetry Tuesday 2: Darkness

I have been looking at some poems that I have written and stored away.  Some haven’t seen light for years, some more recent.

None have been published anywhere before.  Most all of them are written longhand in script that matures as it grows newer.

I look at some of them and think that they may be too personal to share.  But then again that is kind of the point right?  To let others see deep down into my soul.

Today, a poem called Darkness.

Darkness

Enveloping, Overpowering.

Creeping into my deluded mind.

Knowing naught where to run, I sit.

Pondering, Wondering.

About life, troubles, strife.

Somewhere I’ll find solace from the pain…

A beacon of light shines from the dark.

Love.

Creeping towards……me?

Freedom on the Horizon?

Away from all trash?

I yearn for this release,

The release from poetic pain,

The release from the darkness,

that is surrounding me with its inky cloak.

Comments are open below, please digg, stumble, or retweet as you will.

-Justin

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