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I am calling all writers, poets, song writers, novelist, bloggers, authors, or just people that love to make a difference. All of you probably know that I was abused as a kid, something that has had an effect on my life for a while, but I was able to get the help to cope. It wasn’t easy, but with the right people, I was able to get over the fear and now I am happy. Help me help kids in similar situations. Do you know someone that is being abuse, or that maybe has? Then you won’t want to miss this event!

Impromtstudios will be hosting the first annual Blog-a-Thon where we will be posting 24 posts in 24 hours as we help raise money to help those who are being abused. I don’t have much information, as of this second, but I would like to reach out to people to help. I know I can’t do this alone, but with your help this can be a success. As details come together, I will post them, here. For now, I want to know how many people would like to blog with me. If you’re interested, then send me an email! Gregbjenkins23@gmail.com

Also, if you are reading this, and you don’t write then please tell me, what would you like us to write about? With 24 posts, I don’t know how many times we can post about tacos, so tell me, what would you like us to cover? You can simply comment with ideas and wants. We will cover anything that you tell us to cover.

I beg you guys to come together, team up with me and help these kiddos. I have a charity that I want to go through, but we will keep that secret for now, since I want to announce all of that soon in a separate blog. Please share this; let’s get as many talented artists together! We can make a difference, let’s not waste our time!

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WE did it!
Last night, I posted a new blog. The blog was about Ariel and I hitting a deer, a year ago. This was a scheduled post, because I had to go to work at 5 p.m. which usually means that I write before hand. I like for all my blogs to come out at 8p.m. More people are likely to be on Facebook at that time, so it is the best time to post a blog. Either way, when I saw the notification that my blog went live, I also got another notification. Fun fact: I posted the same blog twice during the scheduling, so I thought it telling me that blog also went live. But when I went to check the notification it told me that I have officially reached 500 post on Impromtdude. 500th!!!!! POST! That is amazing, guys!

We all have heard my sappy story about why Impromtdude even exist, and how I actually wanted to end this weeks after the launch, but I didn’t because I was nervous. I figured if I deleted this blog, I would never become a writer. This is when I decided to keep it. Since then, I have grinded to make sure I posted daily. I lost my way a few times, but I never gave up. I took a vacation, but I returned. I lost my ideas, but I kept pushing through. Every rocky road led me back to this amazing blog. That is when I decided to stop trying to quit and embrace my love for writing. That is when I bought the domain Impromtdude.com. I knew if I put money into this blog then I wouldn’t want to give up.

Shortly after the purchase, I went on to get apparel going. I shopped the market and found a pretty cheap producer, but you get what you pay for. I went to a more expensive place, but their material didn’t match the price. This year, I plan on making a big impact to this by making apparel a thing for Impromtdude.

Today,  I want to reflect on the last 500 post by answering some of my own questions. Lets take a trip down memory lane; will you join me?

What is my favorite post?

I love the post titled “First love Vs. True love.” This was a post about deciding to help a first love. I had a dream that my first love was in trouble, which made me ask “Could I put my previous feelings aside without hurting my current relationship?” I came to the conclusion that I could because the strength of my love to Ariel outdoes the love I had for Ems.

What post do I remember doing the best?

The post that did the best was my write up on 878, a local rap group. This post gave my blog a huge spark that I ended up keeping for a long time. The fire did simmer down, but I kept a huge following from this post.

What post did I love working on the most?

This is a hard question, because I love all of my work. If I had to grind down to one specific post my favorite would be “Small blogger vs. The world.” This was an inspirational post meant for those who thought they couldn’t beat the odds. The world is full of writers that want to make it, which can make it hard for small beginning bloggers. This usually makes them quit because they think it’s a waste of time to even try. This blog went on to help a lot of people, which was super fun in my opinion.

What can we expect for the next 500 post?

I am excited about the next 500 post. I want to get to 1,000 by the end of the year. I know that is impossible, but I really want it to happen. You should expect more passion coming out of these post. I didn’t know what I was doing 500 post ago, but I have learned so much in this field. I have learned more about grammar, promotion/advertising, humor, people and much more. All this together, we are going to have a great time! Also, expect apparel and more business related items.

I am excited about the next few months. After hitting 500 post, I think I finally found my full happiness. This is important if you want to survive. With this being said, it is time to get serious. I want the next 500 post to be my very best. But for now; I want to say THANK YOU. You guys have been by my side this whole time. You saw some of my most heartfelt post and you have seen my most ridiculous post. Through the changes, you guys have always been there. This brings a lot of happiness to my heart. For that I want to say Thank you. Please keep supporting me. We will make it soon! 2017 is already great with you guys!!!

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My fear
    This is about a fear that has slowly been growing, as the time goes on. This fear is one that I can not control, even if I wanted to. I cant control those who read this, I cant force people to be there for me. That is something that I have always had a problem with. I lose so many friends, my heart can’t take it anymore. Over the years, my friendliest has shrunk and shrunk, to the point I have a handful of friends, if even that. Everyone seems to want to leave, which prompts my fear of being alone one day.
    I have always had the fear of being alone, that no one will be there one day,  when I awake. I cant sleep at night, because I keep replaying the fact that I use to have so many friends, and now I sit at tables fully alone. I use to have a lot of people that use to care about me, yet now I am chopped liver to them. Maybe I was always chopped liver, but maybe they were hungry. I might only be good to people that need what I have, or maybe I have changed a lot and they cant accept it. Either way, I have seen that people have turned their back on me, sadly they are the same people that said they never would. They promised to be there for me, no matter the cost, yet when the prices went up they scrammed.
    I use to consider these people my family, I supped with them as they supped with me. I feel dishonored that I opened my house to them, yet they threw me out into the shed. I treated them with fine dinner ware full of the best roast, but they gave me noodles on a paper plate. I picked them out of the tub of water, yet when I was drowning, they poured their last bucket into the waves.
    I know this post isn’t like my other ones, but usually I am not hurt like this. I feel like I broke my back for those people, but they didn’t repay me. No! They left my side when I needed them the most. I haven’t heard from them, not even a post on my wall. I remember waking up, on other days, with over a hundred post on my Facebook wall. Lately, I haven’t heard from anyone, and when someone reached out, it was family friends as others were family members. I post on their walls, so why do I get disrespected like this. Why do I get to feel alone, a fear that is getting confirmed each day.
   I know that it shouldn’t matter, but to me it does. I hate to feel alone, but I still do. I feel that they wouldn’t mind if I were gone, or not. I pray that if you are reading this, we are friends. I wouldn’t want a stranger thinking this is who I am. I ensure you, I am a positive soul, just when you put time and energy into someone and they turn their back on you, you feel like you are worthless. I fear being alone, hopefully its only a fear……..

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