Hi

Posted: March 15, 2017 in Uncategorized

Just wanted to say hi. I couldn’t wait for this time to say hi. I was excited to get it all together, so that I could say Hi. I don’t think I have a point, But I did say hi.

What should I say next? Oh, hi??? 
Wait. I do have something on my mind. The thing that is on my mind is that I miss you guys. This is why I wanted to spend this time to say hi. I can’t wait to touch base with you guys, but I love you guys. This is when I need to tell you guys what is on my mind, that being “Hi!”

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Would you guys want me to bring this back?

This is the first episode of an original story “Night Crawler Journals.” I think I miss it, so would you want me to finish the story?


                                                               Welcome to the Night Crawler Journals.

     The winter snows have covered the ground, but it didn’t stop there. The snow piled on top of the other layers, the wind has made a snow drift onto the once-visible road. The cops have forced most of the residents of Montana to stay inside until further notice. It is unsafe in the snow to go anywhere. It has reached 12 feet of snow in only three days, that is the second most for this state. The snow is still falling, but that isn’t the worse part anymore.
We were ready for the snow to hit us, but we weren’t ready for the blistering winds that followed. The winds have reached -23*F, since the snow started falling. This is when we were all requested to come to the fire department. The guys that were brave enough to go out in this weather stop coming back. The cops want to say that they have a lot more work to do, and are listing them as “heroes”. But the smarter residents are able to put two and two together and see they are dead; the “heroes” froze to death out in the cold. They are trying to keep us calm, but it isn’t working well these days.
It has been two weeks since the start of the storm, and the strongest are beginning to fall to sicknesses. The ones that aren’t sick are either paranoid or hungry. The snow finally stopped falling, so now all we can do is wait it out. We are down to our last weeks supply of food though, someone stole an extra portion last night, so now we have to cut down even more on what we eat. We found the perpetrator and he was forced to leave the camp. The only sad thing is that his family didn’t want to go with him, so we kept them with us.
The leaders of the group watched as he walked out in the gushing winds. He looked strong at first, but his body was weakened by the cold, he slowed down and reached out for help, he then fell to the ground. The leaders were about to go receive the body when the snow gave him proper burial. The leaders pulled the fire truck entrance door shut, turned around and walked back into the lobby. The elders found the punishment was harsh and inhumane, they now feel that we are making this place “unsafe.” 
The roads are now safe to travel on, the wind has blown a lot of the snow into the woods, as the sun has melted a lot of the rest. We are looking at 7 ft. of snow, now. This is a big improvement, and since the wind has got up to 2*F, we have officially been released to go outside after a month of captivity. The road crew has been doing all they can to push the snow off the streets.
     When they told us the news about the roads being clear, people began to rush out the door to go into the cold, the room cleared quickly. But as they got to the road, the wind began to drop again, this time they didn’t turn around. They kept running down the road. I watched as each one began to slow down. They weren’t strong enough to stand next to the cold. Each one began to turn back, but couldn’t make it another step. I watched as their skin began to turn black from frost bite. They then fell to the ground; 39 residents seemed to die.
As they fell to the ground, they began to shake. They still attempted to crawl towards us, that’s when the kids began to run away. I yelled for one of the elders to get them back inside, and to shut the door. The shaking stopped, we thought that the brain was still giving them energy to crawl, but then they got back to their feet and walk slowly towards us. The enforcement wanted to shoot the innocents down, but I held their fire. I wanted to help them, study their infection, and come up with a way to reverse the illness.
     Their bodies were pitch black, from head to toes. The infection that they had was causing them to foam out of the mouth, such as a case of rabies, but they was also puss coming from their eyes. The puss was turning into blood. I thought there was still an opportunity to help them, so I told the officers to go get them. They didn’t want to listen to me, but I ordered them to do so, as the mayor of Dearmouth. The beast began to scream as the officers that went to help them. The screech was loud, and indicated they wanted to feed, as they grabbed ahold of the volunteers.
     The Crawlers jumped on them, and brought them to the ground. Their fingers had long ice sickles on the tips, these weapons were used to rip open their skin. The shredded their heavy jackets and began to dig into their stomach. They didn’t want to eat though, it seemed to be the heat that they wanted. They still have to be alive, I have to help them, they are just cold. I ran out into the street, and yelled at them. That grabbed their attention, they looked up, their skin was flaking off from the extreme cold. This is when I decided that I couldn’t help them, and that I needed to go back inside.
      The beast followed me to the station. They were slow, so I got to the station first; I quickly shut the door, they charged against the door; the door that I am holding shut. The door wasn’t going to hold for long, in that time I needed to find the others and get out of the building. I ran away from the door to search for the children. I began to scream for them to come out, but no one would answer. I looked in a few rooms and found nothing. I went into the final room on the left. This was the room with the boiler, also the safest room in the whole department.
      When I opened the door, I saw that the outside door was open. They must have heard the commotion and freaked out. I shut the door in the room and went back into the lobby. The door was breaking as I got back into the room, I needed to get help. I needed to get to the control room, there is a radio that is connected to all the departments in Montana. This was my last shot, I needed this to save this town.  
      I ran down the hallway making it to the control room. I shut the heavy steel door and pulled the lock across. I heard the door fall to the ground in the lobby. I didn’t have much time, there were about twenty crawlers looking for warmth, and I was all that was left. I grabbed the speaker, and began to speak into it, telling the surrounding areas what was happening, and where we were. The beasts made their way through the department.
     They had to hear me, because they quickly charged against the door. I knew they couldn’t make their way through the door, but the lock was weak, I needed to get a response now! The lock began to break off the side of the wall when someone answered. The crawlers forced their way through the door, and grabbed a hold of me, I fall to the ground, they fall on top of me. They began to push their claws through my clothing, into my gut. I hear the guy calling across the intercom. I couldn’t respond to the blood in my throat, but with all the power left in my pain ridden body, I held the speaker button down.
      I hoped they wouldn’t come for us, we were all dead. If they came now, they wouldn’t be able to fight these beast off. I slowly lost consciousness. I opened my eyes one last time, my vision was blurry, but I could see that the Crawlers face was covered in blood, his eyes were red and pussy, and the foam had turned into a green slime. He then put his long claw through my eyes, I moaned one last time as I heard the male respond:
“Mam this is Aaron, we are on our way to get you, we are from Drummond. That is about thirty minutes away. Are you okay?……Mam?…… Leo LETS GO, they have Crawlers……”

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We have a launch! 
  It has been a few months since Halloween. It was during that time that I started doing FX make-up. I am fully self-taught in this artform, but I can say that I am catching on. 

   Well, after my biggest fail during Halloween (my failed zombie) I must have lost focus, because I stopped doing any effects. It was until, just recently, that I got back into it. But to touch base with what happened; Ariel wanted to be a zombie, so I thought it would have been easy. This was my first time working on someone else. I prepped up the materials, I watched a video of someone else doing the effect, I thought I had it. I went to do the effect, and I chose a different path. I knew what I needed to do, but I thought about another way to do it (something I never tried) so I did that. I didn’t like how the finished product didn’t come out well, so I never shared what it looked like. After that effect, I chose to take a break. I didn’t know that I took this break until recently. 

   After a while, I chose that I wanted to do another effect. This is when I thought about a sliced open arm. I knew how to do it, what I needed, how long it would take, and much more. I just didn’t know when to do it. Finally, I took a night and did it. I didn’t have scissors so I ended up hurting the effect. Mainly, I ripped the latex while trying to open it. Either way, I enjoyed this effect and it turned out great!!! 

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After this effect, I ended up doing a project for my anniversary. Today, is my anniversary. We have been together for 4 years. Ariel is a huge fan of The Walking Dead. She loves it and watches it every Sunday. I have been wanting to make, Lucille. If you don’t know, Lucille is Negans barbed wire bat. To do the project, I made my own barbed wire with just regular hanging wires. I finished the project and gave it to my beautiful girl. 


 She’s a beauty 😉

Now, I spent a few hours with water colors, last night. I ended up doing two bruises 


Then, there is tonight. I wanted to do something small. So, I pulled out my bone collection and started to play with playdough. I have a big project Coming up, so I need to practice with molding bones. This is why I made a finger bone. I am not that good, quite yet, but I am getting there. I think this is good for my first time 

I have a lot more coming, I just wanted to tell you what I am working on. Thanks for reading and I hope that you enjoyed what you saw. Have a good night, as I leave to spend time with my girl. It’s our anniversary, today! 

I don’t know if you heard. I don’t know how you haven’t heard, if you haven’t heard. But if you haven’t heard was has been heard by others, then you wouldn’t know that today is nation women’s day. A day in honor of all the women of this beautiful paradise that we called Earth. This can range from your mom, spouse, bestie, or any other women you might see, today. The main thing is that we show the appreciation that is deserved. Without women we would merely not exist. It takes a man and woman to have a kid and guess what? You were a kid. This entitles you to say thank you, even if you don’t want to!
I personally don’t have a strong relationship with my mother, but I still thank her, everyday for having me. She might have turned out to be a so-so mother, but at least she kept me.  She could have said “screw this” and terminate my process, but she didn’t. For that, I am truly thankful.

This goes further than just our family, though. In history, we have had a few amazing people that deserve a thanks.
Susan Anthony was an advocate for women’s suffrage, women’s property rights and the abolition of slavery. She tried to vote in the presidential election and was denied, but the 19th Amendment, that gave women any rights, was named after her. 
Dr. Elizabeth Blackwell was the first woman to receive a medical degree from an all male medical institution. She opened the New York infirmary for women and children with her Sister, Emily and Dr. Marie Zalrzewska. She used her resources to open a college devoted to train and give necessary experience to women who wanted to be in medicine, while also giving specialized medical care to those whom couldn’t afford it.

Mother Teresa was a Catholic Nun. She devoted much of her time in charities that helped patients in war, gave Earthquake relief and ministered to famine victims in Ethiopia. She founded a way to help sick and the poor. She did this by her charity “Order of the missionaries of charity,” a group of women, with very big hearts!

Though, this doesn’t even touch base with how much women rule, I am going to stop there. I think that we all know how amazing women are, but we all should also do a little research and see how many other amazing women have shaped this world. You will be amazed on how many women a footprint in history. For all of this, I want to say thank you for your hard work. You are amazing people and deserve a day for yourself!

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Being anti-social is something that I deal with. I might have a blog that is doing okay, but that doesn’t dismiss the fact that I don’t like people. I don’t like to be in groups of people, nor do I like to be in big crowds of people. I’m uneasy to go into a public bathroom if I know it is packed. There is something about me that just doesn’t like to be around other humans. This has been an issue since I was a little kid, mostly after third grade, and has lasted up to now. Some think that it is hard to believe since I am also a blogger, which has me thinking; is the reason that I am failing, due to not being much of a peoples person?

Numbers are way down. Since I began this wonderful journey, I have noticed that I haven’t caught any type of current. It has always been a few views here and there. If we happen to catch a big current of fish, the water soon dries up, leaving me back with the tuna in a can. If I seem to get a fire going, the wind comes by and blows it out. I am unable to keep any fire going for long, which makes me think that I am a failing writer, one that should quit. The numbers are hard to cope with, but I know that I want to be a blogger. I have the passion to keep pushing forward, this is why I keep doing this. Most days, I wont even look at the stats. I know they aren’t pretty, but I keep telling myself to keep pushing on; hoping that one day this will all get better.

Today, I was with another manager. He was talking to me about customers and how we need to engage with them. This conversation got pushed into another direction, which ended up with us talking about convenient stores. He likes the personal interaction, where I like to get in, get my stuff, and exit through the self check-out. When asked why, I told him that I am very anti-social. With this being said, he told me that I couldn’t be anti-social if I have a blog. I stopped to think about that, because

I am very passionate when I write. I engage anyone who comments, and I try to reach out to all those who show interest; this all means that I am hiding behind this, as a social person or I am failing because I am not sociable enough. We could also say that I am actually social when it comes to this, yet hate people in person. Either way, I have to evaluate if I am failing because of this.

What if I am failing because of this? What if I am failing because I don’t like human interaction, is it something that I can fix? The Answer is yes. It is easy to get out of comfort zones if you love what you are doing. It might take some work, but it is definitely not hard to get out of this comfort. In order to get out, all i have to do is be more social able. This is something that I need to work on anyway, so it shouldn’t be a problem.

What he said really hit home. If I am wanting to be a manager or a blogger, I have to be more sociable with people. I cant live in a cocoon, forever, it doesn’t work like that. If you want to be successful in anything, then you have to open up to people and get them on your side. You have to show them the interest that you want back. You can  kiss any career goodbye if you don’t want to change that. I know what I need to work on; do you?  

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Name a book

Posted: March 7, 2017 in Uncategorized
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I have a lot of books that I need to read, but I want to know what you guys suggest for me to read. I have a lot of faith that you guys will choose a good book, so please tell me!

I usually only read improvement books, or books that can make me better at writing/life. I have over 40 books that help me with that, but sometimes it is best to change your path and step out of your comfort zone! This is why I want you to pick my next book. I think it is best that I reach out to you guys. You are some of the brightest people I know. 

  Recently, I have started to read “Art to leadership” which is helping me become a better general manager. The book isn’t just for managers though. It is made for anyone that will ever be in leadership of anyone. So if you are someone that is in leadership, and you want to get better, then you really need to grab that book! It won’t be a waste of money, I promise. 
Thank you for your suggestions. I will be posting longer post soon. I want you guys to pick my next book, though. I hope that you will let me know. It would help me out a lot!!! Thanks babes! 

Closed.

Posted: March 6, 2017 in Uncategorized

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All writers need a break, so I’m taking the day to myself. Thank you for reading and have a good day! I will be back, tomorrow for the post of the day!
While you’re here, please feel free to read any other post, leave a comment, or suggest a topic for me to cover. Either way, I will see you tomorrow!

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Take a walk with me. Tonight, we get to renew the best domain, ever. I have been slacking on this and actually almost lost this amazing website. I have been needing to go to the bank and put the $26 on my card, but I have been avoiding it, which turned out to be a pretty stupid idea. I got to the bank today and put the money on the card. When I got home and went to pay the fee, the website told me that I was only 20 hours away from losing the domain. I knew I would be able to get it back but I surely didn’t want to pay a late fee. It was an easy payment, though. Now, I have this domain for another year, which means that we are about to have some awesome fun!

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Impromtdude was originally meant to be for short, funny post. It was suppose to be an impromptu thing that I would do, then I would  put in on the internet for you guys to read. In high school I use to love speech class. It was the best class of the day, which I use to rush to at the end of the day. I loved to talk in front of people and I became somewhat good at it. From the joy of that class, I wanted to bring that joy to writing. WE KNOW why I originally made this blog. I was going through writers block, but I wanted to get out of it. But after I achieved that goal, I knew that I wanted to keep it going. This is when I started to post funny post and hoped for you guys to like it.

Now, years later, we are sitting here. We just purchased the domain for another year and I am ready to make a difference. I just bought this book that is suppose to help with blogging, but we will see. Either way, know that a great deal will be changing soon! Get ready, get set, lets make some goals! My goal is to break 1,000 follows by the end of the year! Can we do it?

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Tonight, I will take three Facebook posts. After finding three of the first post, I will spend about thirty seconds to respond to them. This will be a raw feeling post, which could end up pissing someone off, but I don’t mind. I wont say any names, nor will I post what the status actually says. This just seems like a quick (yet fun)idea. So lets go!

Status #1
Someone posted about their recent purchase

I am truly happy for you. I see that you spend a lot of your time at work, and you work your ass off. Yet, you think about your kids before yourself. I can tell that you’re really a good mother, which is something that isnt easy to find. Thank you for working your ass off, you make me proud!

Status #2
Someone lost someone they loved over a year ago.

Man, I surely miss hearing about him. He was a precious being and he will be missed. I don’t know what happened to him, but I know people bled to keep him safe. I hope that you are doing well and know that he is in a better place now. He was always after my nuts. You!

Status #3
Someone accomplishing something really dumb.

It doesn’t really matter what you do because you’re at a stand still. You aren’t using your money wisely, you sleep all the time, and you live off others. You say that you appreciate those who you love, yet wont spend your day off helping anyone. I honestly wish you would wake up and get over yourself. Much love, Blake!

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Thank you for reading. I hope that you guys stay around for much that is coming. I just wanted to get something out and get back into the game before I start posting the old content I use to. I love your support. You are the best!!!

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I have been thinking back to my college days a lot lately, which is when I decided to come back home to move in a different direction. I was studying pastoral studies in Kansas City, and I couldn’t have been happier, well for the first few months. It didn’t last though, I felt that I was wasting much needed time doing something, I no longer wanted to do. I ran out of the ministry juice, and no longer wanted to study religion. This was after a dream, that woke me up in the middle of the night, and kept me up the whole night. The dream was more a path that I knew I wanted to take, but my fear of failure was outweighing my courage of succeeding.

I wanted to come back home to study locally. This was forced also by not finding a solid job, that wouldn’t keep me from college for a semester. In the dream, I saw myself finishing my first novel, and becoming a world-known writer. I was excited instantly about becoming a professional writer, that the dean-of-students offer wasn’t enough to keep me around. Even though they gave me a semester free, and helped with my rent, I no longer wanted to be there. I left during a Sunday service, and packed up my things. I came back home to Illinois, without telling anyone there. I know it was wrong to do so, with everything they did for me but it was now-or-never, or so I thought.

When I got back to Illinois, I got lazy. I didn’t try to get a job, I didn’t care about the same things as before. I didn’t want to write anymore. I felt like I was wasting my time doing nothing, so I planned to attend another seminary, in order to show those around me, that I didn’t come back to lay around. I never got into the seminary, due to the money issues I was experiencing. But this would change shortly, when I met my wife.

My wife wanted me to follow my true dream, which was to become a writer. She pushed me to go back to college, and get my degree in journalism. But when I showed interest, my job began to want me to pull more hours. With the more hours that I was getting, the less the chance became, that I was able to go to college. This is when I decided that I was going to try becoming published without a degree. This is nearly an impossible task, but where there is a will there is a way. Now that I have started my portfolio, I know the things that need to be done in order to get my name out there. This could lead me to a new location on the map, yes I am talking about moving.

I have started to promote through some amazing items, which I blogged slightly about, last night. But the reality is, sometimes you need to move to become someone in this industry. Springfield might not be the best place for me to try and grow, but at the same time it might be the best place. The question is though; Could I move if it came to it?

The answer is “Yes.” As a writer, I see that my future could cause me to go to another city, state, or country. This is any job, you have to be ready to relocate, and I am. It would be hard, but how could I say that I want to grow but not take the steps that it takes to do so? I can’t, that’s why it is important to ready your heart to do the hardest things in life, no matter the cost.

If you hold back, because of fear, you could miss an opportunity of a lifetime, I will not though.
I have been taking the steps that I need to, and I have seen that it has helped. But time will tell if the steps I have taken will be enough. I pray they are, but no one knows what God has in store, so I give him control, and can only pray that I don’t get in the way!

This was an old post that I thought someone needed to hear!