Posts Tagged ‘views’

I have been thinking about this story. I use to love writing episodes for this story, but I noticed that no one has been reading them. This segment has the worst stats for any of my past post…but I want to continue the story, that’s where you come in! I would love to finish this long story out, but I don’t think it will be on this website. As much as I would love to, the thought of posting this weekly is overbearing. I spend a few hours, to edit, on these post, which is a lot of work for something that goes unnoticed!
I am thinking about writing this into a novel, then release it as so, unless you guys want it to stay on this blog, then release it as a novel, later. This is where I need you guys, which would you like?

Btw, this was the last post, I wrote, for Night Crawler Journals. Give it a quick read! 🙂

Night Crawler Journals: Before the cold hours!

image

It’s the middle of the afternoon, but no one is moving in the Gore household. The trip to the hills was today, which meant they had a drive ahead of them, so they decided to sleep in, well until the baby began to cry. The silence was gone, the relaxation was over, it was time to get up and get moving.

Aeron opens his eyes and looks into Taylors, he kisses her. She slides out of bed, and puts on her bathrobe, and exits the room. Aeron rubs his eyes, trying to remove any crusty eye burgers from the corners of his eyes. He gets up from the bed, walks over to his dress and grabs his pants. He sits down on the side of the bed, and puts them on. They were a little tighter than he remembered, not something he wanted to endure for twenty-one long and boring hours, as he made his way across the country to go skiing with his wife. He takes off the pants, and decides to go in the path of basketball shorts. At least he could feel the blood circulating through his legs. Taylor walks back into the room, holding their 1-year-old.

“Aw, she’s up.”

Aeron stands up and relieves Taylor of holding Amy, she kisses him, then goes into the bathroom. The sound of a warm shower lifts through the air, as Aeron laid back on the bed and turned on the T.V. He rubs her back, while he enjoys an episode of Sports center. His eyes grow heavy again, and he slowly falls back to sleep, cuddled up with his biggest pride and joy.
A time passed, Taylor walks out of the bathroom, her hair was freshly curled, Fingers were recently painted, make-up applied smoothly. She smiled as she saw that Aeron was cuddled with little Amy. She walks over to him, leans down and gives him a passionate kiss. He opens his eyes slightly and smiles at his gorgeous wife.

“You are beautiful, nothing ever changes!”

She smiles and extends her arms, requesting that he hands Amy over. He does and gets up. He gives her another kiss, and walks into the bathroom. It was his turn to shower before they left. He gave the shower a quick run around, scrubbed his hair, arms, and chest, and rinsed his long curly black hair. The curls fought the heavy water and won. He opens the curtain, and steps onto the fuzzy bathroom mat on the floor. He grabs the towel off the rack and dries off. After drying his tan skin, he takes the towel and rubbed the mirror, revealing his scruffy face. He needs to shave. He looks into the cabinet, but can’t find any shaving cream.

“Babe, do we have any shaving cream.” He yells.

“In the bottom drawer of the sink.” She replies.

Aeron opens the sinks drawer and saw the can of, a local store brand, shaving cream. Though he usually uses Gillett, he remembers that he used the last of that, Tuesday. He needed to grab some at the store, but he forgot; so now he had to use an unappealing foamy substance that helps the razor cut into his skin. With nothing else to do, he slaps the lavender onto his skin, and begins to pull the sharp blades across the existing hairs. It took two swipes to cause the first cut. He lets out a baby cry, but continues; soon enough he’s done, and he enters into the bedroom. Taylor begins to say something about the razor burns, but stops as Aeron points at her. She laughs, and throws his shirt at him.

After packing up the car, Aeron is checking the fluids in their car; he was adding oil when Taylor appears around the car. She looks upset as she holds her phone. He stops what he is doing.

“You okay?”

“We can’t go.”

Aeron shuts the hood, and looks at her.

“What do you mean?”

Taylor grabs her stomach and gives him the phone. There is a text message from his mother, saying that they weren’t able to watch Amy, this weekend, since they have to work. Aeron gives the phone back to her, and rubs his forehead.

“We already have tickets, though.” He scuffs.

“I know! What do you insist we do, bring her?”

“Why not?”

“Well, I guess we could bring my sister along; she can watch her, in the cabin?”

Aeron walks towards the car. “Why can’t she watch her, here?”

Taylor opens the car door, and grabs her purse.

“I wouldn’t want to be that far away, from Amy, if she was watching her. She is only 16, you know.”

Aeron agrees to the plan, and they get into the car. On the way out of town, Aeron stops by Chelsey’s house, and picks her up. After picking her up, Aeron gets onto the interstate, and begins to head to Montana.

“Okay, so I will drive for ten hours, then you drive?” Aeron ensures that the plan is solid.

“I think that will work, but if we need to stop, it shouldn’t put us out much.”

“I will see how we feel, I feel energized, so we will see.”

“Okay.”

Chelsey spends most of the car ride sleeping and texting, she has her headphones in, listening to the new jams that recently came out. Taylor spends most of the car ride looking through her social media feed, but stops to read through her Peoples magazine. She is also controlling the music, using their new IPod. Aeron keeps his eyes on the road, momentarily glancing back at Amy, smiling at the weird faces she makes during naps. They stop a few times to get gas and food, but refuse to waste any other time.

Half-way through, it is time for the couple to switch. They were in South Dakota, only a few hours out of Helena, Montana, and a hour from the slopes of the Great divide. The excitement is enough to keep them up for the remainder of the drive. Though they were going to their Cabin rental, in Helena; they were going to the slopes tomorrow, a lifelong dream of theirs.  It was now Taylors turn to drive, even though she hates driving, she can tell that Aeron is getting sick of the view of empty roads, and tired, so she switches him.

It doesn’t feel long for the crew, but in no time, they are on the outskirts of Montana. Ten hours ago, they were in another state, but the boredom is getting worse. In the last hour, all their phones died and the IPod is on its last leg, which is their G.P.S, at this point. Aeron suggests they turn on the radio for music. Aeron searches for a local station, but as he searches through the channels, a certain noise draws his attention, it is a warning sound, indicating there is bad weather coming. He leaves it on the station. The national weather team was informing, the entire state of, Montana that there is a storm coming, one that could produce heavy snow and strong cold winds. They suggest everyone stay indoors, and avoid using transportation, as it could cause major accidents.

“What should we do?” Taylor asks, sounding very unpleasant.

“We might not be in that area, just keep driving.”

“But what if we die?” Chelsey shouts.

The baby wakes up and begins to cry. Aeron looks back at Chelsey with anger. Chelsey grabs the little girl, and begins to rock her back and forth; she tries to get her to calm down, soon Amy was asleep. They are only a few minutes away, now.
Aeron looks out the window at the sky. The sky was turning a bright pink color. There seems to be a storm coming, but Aeron assumes it’s not as severe as they say it is. The thought of the storm scares him, but he has wanted to ski for a long time.

“Make a left here, the cabin is behind that building.” Aeron points to an old abandoned building, in front of a giant tree. Taylor makes the turn, and goes down a few blocks, makes a right turn, then another left, and pulls into the cabins drive-way. After switching the car into park, there is a loud sound. The noise sounds like thunder; Aeron jumps out of the car and looks up at the sky. The sky is now a strange green and pink color. As he looks up at the sky, the wind picks up and the snow starts to fall.  
  The flakes are heavy; it doesn’t take long for the inches to add up. They quickly grab their stuff from the car, and run into the cabin. When they get into the cabin, they see a group of people sitting next to a fire. They’re telling stories, while drinking hot cocoa. The leader of the cabin stands up and walks over to them.

“Sorry, we are closed, due to the weather. Can I help you?”

Aeron shakes his head.

“Mam, we have a reservation to stay….”

“Oh, my bad, what was the name?”

“Gore, Aeron and Taylor Gore.”

The woman walks over to her computer and types for a second, then looks up at them.

“Oh, yes. I am proud to see you, your room is ready.”

Aeron grabs the key reading 308 and walks up the flight of stairs. It doesn’t take long to find the room. Aeron turns the nob, and walks into the room. The room is very cozy and warm, and it comes with a great view of the mountains. Chelsey pushes past them and walks to the window. She looks out in amazement, adoring the snow flakes that are falling from the sky. Aeron and Taylor meet her at the window, they all look out into the wonderland, cherishing the present moment.

As they look out the window, a local siren sounds off throughout the city. The only time Aeron has heard a sound like this, is when they are having a tornado. He didn’t believe they could have a tornado during winter, though. He assumed it was just a weekly test; he assured everyone, they were testing it in case of an emergency, but he is wrong, the storm was about to get bad.

They begin to unpack their luggage, when there was a knock on their door. Aeron walks over to the door and turns the knob. He opens the door to see an employee standing there. Aeron attempts to greet him, but is interrupted by the young man.

“Please, come with me.”

Aeron laughs as he tries to push the guy away, but the guy wasn’t leaving. Aeron gets a bit irritated, as the guy repeats himself multiple times.

“Leave us alone! We are guests.” Aeron slams the door and begins to walk away.

There is another knock at the door, this time Taylor walks over to the door, and opens it. It is the kid, again. Aeron sees the kid is still there. He walks back over to him, grabs him by the shirt, and throws him against the wall.

“I told you to leave us alone, you son of a b….” A woman interrupts the fowl language with a cough. Aeron looks down the hall.
There is a group of security standing with an old lady.

“What is going on?” Aeron releases the man.

“We need you guys to come with us! Its no longer safe here.”

Taylor nudges Aeron, and walks down to the woman. Chelsey, while holding Amy, follows. Aeron looks at the guy, in the eyes, and says sorry; he gets up, and pulls the guy from the ground. They make their way down the stairs, and into the lobby;  there is already a group waiting. Aeron grabs a hold of Taylors hand, as he listens to the manager of the Cabin Inn.

“We have stay on the bottom floor, until this storm passes. I got a call saying that the wind will be very strong. This building is old, and I am not taking any chances.”

“Oh come on, the winds wont be that bad, wind can’t be that strong, right?” Aeron shouted.

“Actually yes, it can be. We already have a foot of snow…..”

As the manager begins to describe the present situation, there is a huge crashing noise, this is followed by the roof caving in. The tree from on top of the hill has falling from the great winds, and it has falling onto the building. The old beams of wood can’t withstand the giant tree and gives out, causing the tree to fall through the building. Most of the people retreated, and got out of the way, but as the dust settled, there were puddles of blood under the tree. One of the puddles, of blood, was of the manager. Aeron was on the ground, cuddling his wife in safety. He looks around, trying to find Chelsey. He gets up from the ground and runs to the tree, there was a pacifier that said “Amy” on it. Aeron’s heart sank deep into his chest, as he began to scream. Taylor runs over to him and sees the pacifier, she drops to her knees, and begins to cry. But then there is a sound; Chelsey is screaming for Taylor, She looks over to Chelsey, which is holding Amy in her hands. Aeron smiles, clearing his tears from his eyes.

Aeron grabs the pacifier, and walks over to Amy. The upper floor gives out, and hurls a heavy beam down to the bottom floor. The beam lands perfectly onto Chelsey, crushing every bone in her body, also taking young Amy away from the loving couple. Aeron watches in disbelief, then begins to cry out, loudly. Taylor is crying uncontrollably as she tries to lift the beam from her dead sister and child. The beam wont budge, though.

“Help!!!!!” She screams.

Aeron tries to pull her from the beam, but she pushes him away. His pre-existing anger gets to him, and he pushes her back. This is the first time he has ever hit a woman. Taylor lands on the beam, but she fires back, with a piece of wood, knocking Aeron out, cold.

When Aeron wakes up, Taylor is gone. She took the car and left. Aeron gets up from the ground, and looks around. There is blood on the ground, covered by a foot of snow; the tree was still in the center of the room, and the beam was still on top of his daughter. He lets out a fainted moan as he falls back to the ground.

“I think I know where we can go.” A male offers his hand out to Aeron.

Aeron looks up to the man; He was a tall fella, he had a long beard, scruffy hair, he had a lazy eye, rotted teeth in the front, he had a dip, of tobacco, in his mouth, which he spit onto Aeron’s shoe. He wore a long flannel jacket. It seemed this guy was a part of a local lumber mill, or something.

“What’s your name?” Aeron asks.

“My name is Leo, would you like to come the hell on?”  

Impromtdude @ Facebook.com/impromtdude

Impromtdude

Advertisements

Have you heard of impromtstudios? I am sure you haven’t, since I have never talked about it. Impromtstudios is where this blog is based out of. I like the sound of having my own studio, so I called my office area, Impromtstudios. The main goal for impromtstudios was always to make writing feel like a small business, which is why I  began to promote people.

image

I have promoted a few artist, including Alterna Comics, and 878, a local rapper that is doing amazing now. I won’t say that I helped at all, but it is awesome to be a part of someones success, knowing that you helped.
So I made impromtstudios a place for anyone to share their art, and I would do a write-up and write a blog about them.
Promotion is the number one key to becoming known, and that is what impromtstudios does for you, they make it easy for you to fulfill your dream.
Want to know more? Leave an email, and we will talk!

Impromtdude

Yesterday a dear friend asked me for some advice on writing a new blog. I wanted to write this post this week anyways so today I will be giving everyone reading the five basic practices that I have been using to better my blog. Some of these are from my own experiences and others were taught to me, but never-the-less I hope you guys can learn from these things, and make your fresh blog better or make your year old blog pop again. No matter the level of your blog, you can use this post.

     5. The right search engine– It is important that you are comfortable with the blog website or engine that you are using. In order for you to get the best out of the blog you will need to know how to operate the blog. If you are having problems with one engine, make the move. I was at Blogspot, but the makers of Google failed to give me some of the smooth movements through my blog, so I couldn’t make the blog my blog. If you can’t make the blog your blog, then you will lose interest in the blog.

    4. Material– If you are a blogger this usually means that you have something to say, but the biggest question is “What?” What will you be talking about in your blog? Who is your targeted audience? and most importantly, Is it something that you are comfortable with talking about? Will your audience understand what you will be talking about? So many bloggers think their blog will go viral instantly, but it won’t. You will need to start with your close friends first, then as you post material, the groups of people will come in. But at first you will need material that connects to who you can, not who you want to. My only advice is to write about 7 post first and to post them all at once, in order for your blog to have more than one post for the travels on the internet to see. Most people will leave a blog that looks empty, because they feel like you have abandoned the blog yourself.

    3. Schedules– Once you have a few blogs on your page, the best thing that you can do is get a blogging schedule and stick to it! I have chose to post everyday on my blog, but do what is comfortable for you. The main reason that the schedule helps you so much is due to the fact that the audience will know when to expect a post from you! If you are having troubles with knowing when to post there is something called insights that will be discussed shortly.

    2.  Promotion– I can’t tell you how important it is to promote your blog. Many blogs will go unseen because they are hidden behind a shy blogger. But if you are wanting people to read it, don’t expect them to search you put the blog in their face, make them gobble it up. Meaning this, share your blog onto every social media site that you can, find friends and family to give your blog a share. (Anything that you share is seen in the first thirty minutes, this is why it is important to know your audience.) Do giveaways in order to get shares. Finally, find bloggers that you can guest blog for. This will help to reach those who your arms can’t reach. Promotion is the biggest thing that will make or break your blog. Do it!

    1. Check your stats– Football players spend most hours in the locker room watching film after a game, this isn’t fun at all but it helps them get better. You are the football player and you need to watch your game film (Stats) in order for you to know what people like and don’t like. If you just posted a blog about politics and only got one view to where you posted a blog on Fallout and got fifty views. This means that your crowd is responding better to the video game next to your view on politics and you should absolutely do another post about Fallout. But if you are having troubles with this and you’re using WordPress, you can now see a new tool called Insights. This tell you what your busiest day of the week and at what time in the day you are getting the most hits. With this tool, you can now post during that time, and get the maximum amount of clicks. 

     It can be hard to start a blog at first, this is why the five things above are important. You can use these things to either better yourself or to get you off on the right foot. If you do these five things I will guarantee that you will see results. Welp I am off to write the outline for tomorrows post, can’t wait to see you guys!

Impromtdude @ Facebook.com/impromtdude

100th post

Posted: June 25, 2015 in Uncategorized
Tags: , , , , , , , ,

image

When I started this blog, I had no intention for it to last as long as it has. The blog was suppose to be a temporary project for me to get out of my writers block. It was initially going to be taken down after I got back on the roll of writing more. But with each post that went up, I started to fall in love with the idea of being as random as possible. Today we have reached the
milestone of posting one-hundred post to one blog.
If you know anything about me, you will know that this is a very big accomplishment for me. It means that for once in my life, I didn’t give up on something. This is the first time that I have been so excited to do something, that if I don’t do it then I feel like crap. It is also the first time that I have been excited to do something. And to think that this is only the start of the beginning, and that you will be able to read a lot more fun post in the future, this is my second job now, and I will make sure that we succeed in everything that we do!
In this post, I want to say thanks to all of my viewers, even if you are just signing on for the first time, Thank you! Without you guys pushing me to my full extent. I would have never been able to stick to this project if you guys weren’t taking time out of your schedule to read each-and-every post. Your views determine how many post I throw up on a daily basis. So thank you guys for everything that you do, and for staying true friends.
In the next couple months, I plan on making it to two hundred post, hopefully with you guys, we will also make it to one thousand views. This, as every other milestone, will only be possible with you guys behind me. So if you have a second, I would love for you guys to take a few moments and like my Facebook Page, but also to share, like, comment, and most importantly subscribe to the blog. I love you guys, stay well and don’t go to hell!

I am quitting blogging due to: Views and Rejection!

After two months of blogging, I probably have received only 200 views/clicks to my blog. Should I quit? Or should I take it like a man and go on with more post? Should I post more? Or should I take time away from this activity? Is Rejection enough to make me quit?

First, Let me talk to you guys about why I blog. There are three reasons that I blog; I have advice people need to see, A great hobby, and It frees my mind.

Everyone has something to say, even if it doesn’t reach out to everyone, it will reach a few people that need to see it. It’s better to help one person, even if a thousand don’t like the post. As long as you help a few people, your blog is worth keeping!

A great hobby is needed in this world. I was lost when I was in writer’s block- it was a depression I couldn’t get over. But when I got over the disease, I felt alive again. I tried everything from shooting hoops to shooting my brother-in-law with a BB gun (Okay! That was fun). Writing is my passion and a great hobby to have!

It frees my mind from the world that I am tortured to live in. It is good to get away from the continuous stress that I am under. It is good to create a character that can do anything he puts his mind to, even if it is dying and coming back from the dead to devour his enemies!

Do views really matter?

Do they truly matter? If Michael Jordan took to heart what his High School coach said, as bloggers take their views, he would have giving up, and we would have never seen the best basketball player in the world win six championships! It is important to remember this: People can’t hold you down! Yes Michael Jordan had the right to give up, he was rejected. But he didn’t, and you saw where that got him, right?

Why should I continue though?

Continue for yourself! As I just said, People can’t hold you down. They are just a number at the end of the day. If you like to write, and you think you are good. Continue to stroke that pen on that paper! If you give up that easily, you were in it for the fame not for the love!

Why am I getting rejected?

You get rejected because the person can’t relate to your beautiful work, there are times where you might need to work on something; Grammar, Wordiness, fact-checking, revision. Most of the time, you went to the wrong person with your work. Remember every artist gets rejected! It is a part of life. You have to take it as constructive criticism and work on what they said they didn’t like. Don’t dwell on what they said though, change your direction and look for someone else to delight with your work.

What should I do after rejection?

I recently got a lot of constructive criticism, I mourned at first, threatened to quit, posted a sad tweet on twitter, then talked to my fiancé. She told me this: “It is constructive criticism, if you need a break, take a break but don’t quit.” she was right; I wasn’t in a place to quit. The Writer wanted me to correct crucial things that affected his plot. How could I argue with that? I weakened his work to make mine better!

I fixed it, but I didn’t send him the final draft. I waited for him to contact me, which took about a day and a half. In that time, I coped and convinced myself that rejection is a part of life. I accepted the fact that he might not use my work.

You should do this; correct your work and send it to the back-burner, until the designated person asks for it again. Don’t force your work on anyone, that’s a way to get the second and last rejection. As you need time, they do to! Don’t re-send unless they ask for it!

Final thoughts?

My final thoughts for all the writers out there that have been dealing with this pain, is this; Don’t give up. Rejection is a sad part of anyone’s life. You will get rejected in everything that you do; never believe you’re not good enough. Pick up that pen and write again. If you need to take a break than do that, but don’t you dare give up!

I hope that every single one of you guys take this advice as you lie on your bed ready to give up.

Thank you-depression101

If you haven’t giving your love to The Chair Click Here (more…)