Espresso, peace, quiet. ☕️
Tag: small business
Labor Day. But working and I wouldn’t do anything else.
New site ideas, and new creative dimensions and special spheres landed upon. Feels like a, I don’t know, gift from the Story itself. Windy in VV, Nurse at work, me at the desk and leaving to get her in about 30, I’d guess… More stories in the otherwise commonplace, what people would look at and…
Small businesses are a life of their own.
They touch lives, carry stories, and create stories—moving in one direction, then everywhere. They have their own beat, their own music, their own personality, their own constellation of hope. Behind each counter, website, handwritten receipt, and late-night decision is someone building more than income. They are building belonging. A neighborhood remembers the bakery that knew…
NOTES…
Day with an odd vibe. Seeing it as an opportunity. My only choice. Recent news still in the writer’s head, but I write and create through it. See self as a small business owner with only one option – PIVOT. Be adaptable, and more BOLD. Making Stories and voices, LIFE, from what most just pass,…
Head scattered this morning. Trying to stay in one project, satisfy, then move to next.
08:12 = Bills and finances, then whatever else. Here, collecting in journal. I’m overthinking, for sure. There’s no other thing to call it. So, I STOP. Dead. Right where it is… After class, finish bookkeeping, then head downtown to prospect new business. That’s what I’m doing. Small businesses. Just walk around. Set a quota, something…
WEB DESIGN MIND-ING
A story. Simple, but not deprived of richness, authenticity and realized passion. That’s what needs to be seen – PASSION. And a positive Beat. One pragmatic and pronounced. Nothing overthought. Small business mentality, always. No matter how “big” or “popular” you get. Keep the humble hue, be connective and inviting, accessible and adaptable. There should…
Working on prospecting, starting new conversations. On the drive back from Sonoma County, this was all that was in the writer’s head.
But I wasn’t thinking of it as a writer. But a sales professional. Selling what?? SITES. Websites. Of any kind. Small Business, the current focus and vertical. 10 conversations for the day. Stopping there for now… building a site. Just an idea for now, but then another finds my attention and I put it to…
These grapes don’t look like ambition.
They look like patience. Old wood, cracked and scarred, holding up something soft and temporary. The vine doesn’t rush. It doesn’t ask if it’s ready. It just keeps doing the work—season after season—until sweetness happens on its own. I like that the fruit grows low, close to the gnarled parts. Not at the flashy tips….
The 14th. How… year passing, quickly and quicker as I acknowledge its swiftness.
Working in VV, thinking about going offsite later, but not before I generate some leads for ASBC. It’s a business now, official, because I am materializing such. Not some simple fucking manifesting nonsense, but a real projection of vision. Shaping it into sense and its own scene. Dinner with my brother last night giving this…
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Espresso time. Headed downstairs…. The idea of a voice, stemming from telecom, and marketing, the idea of a message being delivered and felt, and a direct or indirect call to action. 13 minutes till meeting. Using it all for this writer and his idea of the morning. Going downstairs and taking a couple pictures of…