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Build Your Preeminence

November 2, 2009

Today I woke up to an awesome ReTweet; @morganzero had retweeted this message from me: Why do I promote Genesis Rocket? http://bit.ly/D1LAH Because it actually makes people successful on Twitter.

That’s right, my affiliate link displayed to his 15,000+ Twitter followers! Granted, most people who follow him probably know all about Genesis Rocket, and make good use of it, but the recognition is there in that retweet. Beyond the obvious exposure of my personal affiliate link, this retweet shows a lot about the character and quality of Ashley Morgan. Namely, he wants his affiliate to succeed.

By retweeting what I had previously tweeted he is affirming the very message, that Genesis Rocket makes people successful on Twitter. One of those ways is the incredible support that Ashley Morgan supplies to his followers. I’ve mentioned before the great response form him I have received via email. Now I can add this example when I tell people they are paying for an awesome method and unparalleled support when they purchase Genesis Rocket.

Whether you want to increase your Twitter following to be heard by more people, to sell your own product or service, or just to make affiliate sales, Genesis Rocket is the one solid method that will always bring success.

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Number Crunching

October 31, 2009

Charts, graphs, plots, lists — I enjoy these.  I’m a total nerd, it’s true.  I love statistics.  I like to analyze data, find correlations, understand information.  I can be quite neurotic about it too.  I think that’s part of why I’m trying to break into affiliate marketing.  I want to manipulate data in order to create something, in this case income primarily, from it.  I want to know my conversions when promoting Genesis Rocket.  How many people are buying it because of me?  Are they buying it to promote their own products, or are they buying it to promote the product itself?

The questions are endless, and I’ve been asking a lot of them to myself, and even some to other affiliates promoting the product as well as the creator, Ashley Morgan himself.   I’ve been getting great answers, but have I been making great use of those answers?  Yes and no.

I’ve taken the responses and considered them, began making the commitments necessary to achieve success.  But I haven’t yet been pushing enough.  I’m not looking for an easy time where I need to spend just 20 minutes to make $200 dollars (that would be great, and will probably come after a base is established), but I am hoping that success comes sooner than I expect it to.  Right now though, I need to properly motivate myself, and push for the results I seek.  That is where this blog helps me.  It’s one of the few sources of motivation I presently have.  This blog is a source of accountability, and accountability is the fire that keeps me warm where it would be so easy to cool out and drop from the game.

Today I will make my biggest push yet.  I will realign my efforts, streamlining them even more than I have so far.  Today, more than any other goal, my efforts are focused on realizing my first sale of Genesis Rocket.  I welcome any help offered, and will definitely report my results.

Have your best day ever.  I expect to.

The Beat Goes On

September 24, 2009

Today, we celebrate the imminent launch of the greatest new method for building your Twitter following.

Yesterday, I covered the controversial suspension of many Twitter accounts promoting a method of growing your twitter followers.  In the aftermath, it was discovered that Twitter was acting in response to a spiteful blogger whom launched complaints against the Twitter Rocket name infringing on copyrights.  As for the product and the team who designed it, they handled the matter with the greatest aplomb.

Product designer Ashley Morgan acted quickly and coolly to turn the situation to the favor of those using and promoting the method.  He has announced the launch of the new method which will focus on the strengths of the old method while removing its weaknesses.  This has me particularly excited since I recently began promoting the product which is the only legitimate method I have been able to find on the net.  Now I can offer not only the greatest method of growing your Twitter following, but a heavily revised, superior version.

Be sure to get in today so you can launch your following as soon as the new product officially launches on 28 September 2009!  I’ll be there with you!

A Vision of My Future

April 22, 2009

*This interview originally appeared in the March 2011 issue of GQ magazine.

Mellow blues and greens flood the lounge we’re sitting in, typical New York style.  After all, who doesn’t look good in this lighting.  But for the purpose of this evening, the lighting isn’t used to hide anything, no, this hangout is simply preference for the Village Vagabonds.  Eccentric, young Billionaire Lee Tratnyek will never use that name, but he is keenly aware of the image put forth by his myriad acquaintances in this, the hottest of the current lounges in the East Village of New York.  Perhaps he leverages this celebrity to enable himself to sit in the back like the Godfather, watching over all, only being bothered by those he chooses.  This gives us the freedom to conduct an interview at ease.  It’s a life that anyone would envy, but hints of power so grand you might be wondering if you could ever wear it comfortably.  Lee wears it like the sleeves on his Tom Ford blazer.  Effortlessly, but with profound distinction.

His quiet, calm presence never betrays his grandeur, and while he never comes off as over the top, everything about Lee reeks of wealth and grandiose.  Even in New York, a Bugatti Veyron roaring through the streets is a site to behold, since New York doesn’t play home to nearly as many sports cars as London, or Dubai.  But sure enough, it was no issue escorting me through the city for the most powerful stop-and-go traffic experience from his penthouse overlooking  Central Park to the cozy lounge he rules over in the East Village.  He obviously loved the raw power under his fingertips, but constantly remarked of hating to drive (he didn’t have to, he has a full-time chauffeur available.)  One gets the feeling that while the King of New York might be entirely comfortable with who he is, nobody, not even himself really knows who that happens to be.  His entire persona is an elasticized contradiction, constantly testing it’s own level of playfulness.

There is not likely a scale developed to measure his wit.  He had to pick up a new CD earlier in the day, when I first met him almost clandestinely in Washington Square Park (another favorite hangout of his, where everyone recognizes him but gives him more than due space.)  We walked the few blocks to Bleeker Street where he jested and jabbed with the cashier as though their script were rehearsed.  Every word spoken during the $14.99 cash transaction was fair game to be manipulated and bullied into meaning something else.  When the King is in top form, trying to follow him will literally numb your mind.

Maybe he has a secret system of summoning, I don’t know, but his chauffeur was waiting outside for us as we left the record store.  I never saw him remove his iPhone from his pocket until we were in the car, riding to his flat.

He asked me not to describe the trip to his flat in this interview, I will respect these wishes.  When he asks you of something, you feel compelled to obey, as if it will make you happier.  He notices this slight change in me, he has witnessed it time and again.  He explains how he hasn’t always commanded such power.  Just 2 years ago he was sitting in a Starbucks, jobless (going on 4 months), freshly out of a 3 year relationship, all but dropped out of University, and moved back home.  Says that low point was what created his meteoric success.  We continue this thread while relaxing under the multicolored glow of a New York hotspot, secluded at a table in the rear.

LT:  “I wouldn’t say I was utterly hopeless.  I could of course have fallen lower.  I still had a pithy amount of cash to expend, which I used to keep myself afloat, and enjoy time with friends.  But I certainly felt as though I had failed, and worse, I felt as though I wasn’t going to have the strength or the courage to claw myself out of that hole which I myself dug most of.  Every day it got worse and worse, as I accomplished less, and realized just how poorly my life was going.  At some of my weakest moments, I wondered if I had transposed into a 2D existence, no longer having ‘UP’ as an optional direction to travel.”

RA:  “Wow.  Sounds like you had more of a rags to riches story than is usually acknowledged.  What changed?”

LT:  Letting out a bit of a chuckle, he plays the humility card heavy, “No way, I always had a huge support system.  My family was right there to bail me out if necessary, even though they played the game right and acted as though I was on a string with them.  I always want to recount my story as though I have been isolated, but the reality is that I’ve never actually been alone.

“What changed is quite amusing, to me.  I’ve of course, always been a fan of self-improvement.  Maybe because I always wanted to get my life in order.  Up until recently I’ve been a huge slacker with the grandest of ambitions.  Ambition without motivation though, as we know, is like a boat on dry land.  I had a fantastic yacht, but no water to sail it on.   Finally I chanced upon a late chance to buy a New Yorker Desk Diary, a daily planner, for 12 bucks.  I remember being annoyed because it took more than a week to arrive after I had placed the order.  Worst shipping time ever.

I knew exactly what I was going to do with it the minute I placed my order.  My friend actually questioned why I was buying something like it, I had an iPhone, I had a Mac, Google exists, I had a myriad of free, powerful alternatives available through the means of technology.  But I recognized the absolute power of pen and paper, technology was not, is not yet powerful enough to replace it in some regards.  I needed a planner not to plan, but to record.

Everything of importance I did, was marked.  I was astonished, and disgusted with myself as a result.  The records indicated what I already knew, but finally they were on display in front of me, I couldn’t ignore the visual representation of my worthlessness.”

RA:  “You were doing a lot that you didn’t feel proud of?”

LT:  “No, that’s not it exactly.  What I mean is I basically wasn’t doing anything.  After sleeping sometimes as much as 12 hours I would wake up around noon.  So I would mark that.  Then the next event  could mark down came perhaps 2 1/2 hours later, where I had miraculously managed to….finish showering and getting dressed for the day.  Following that was another great lull until the marks of sitting in Starbucks from 4:00 – 6:00 surfing the web.  Maybe one more comment for the evening about going out with friends until 1 AM, and getting back to sleep around 3…  It was pathetic.  I was already feeling old at 23 and wasn’t even taking advantage of the “unique freedom” my predicament was granting me.

“But I used the stark reality as a new form of motivation I had never been able to harness before.  I fiercely monitored any lacks of activity.  I converted every moment into a fulcrum for getting somewhere.  I cemented my exercise regime into my daily schedule.  I worked my way up to about 8 hours a day of activities that were developing myself, I took risks even though I didn’t have money to risk, and began my first business on my rise to success.  I worked at that for 2 to 8 hours a day.  I finally found that reserve of energy I should have been tapping onto long ago, and cut my sleep every night down to 9 hours, then 8, finally 6.  Sure there’s recommend sleeping times, but I was beginning to awake at dawn every day, and felt great until I told myself to sleep at midnight, no exceptions.  The changes were incredible, I felt as though I had gained an entire day for every day that went by.”

RA:  “But you have a look in your eyes that say something happened.”

LT:  “You caught me.  I attribute a lot of my current success to luck.  I was approaching that point at which the relapses occur.  The point where many of our improvements in life begin to wear on us, and we struggle to avoid reverting to our old comforts.  I likely may have regressed, if not for my lottery win.  Money isn’t everything, but it sure enables.

“Randy Pausch spoke of Brick Walls that arise, which allow people to prove how badly they want to achieve something.  Well, my winnings didn’t enable me to merely break through the brick wall, my winnings were a catapult which launched me over and well beyond the wall.  I believe the story from that point on has been well covered.”

Lee leans back, appears to freshly take in the scene all around him.  It is clear the interview is over.  From this point on he’ll be my host, my friend, but I won’t be interviewing him anymore, I’ll merely be enjoying his company.  While he portrayed himself as scatterbrained, I get the feeling afterward that he had planned out the entire evening in advanced, made me ask the questions he wanted to hear, so he could give the answers he wanted to give.  It’s quite mesmerizing, really.  He laughs at his solo title too, but he has more than earned the right to go by, “The King of New York.”  For the President controls Washington, but New York controls the President.

Sleeping by the wasteside.

April 15, 2009

Today is a rainy day, and that is a good thing.  Being currently unemployed probably enhances the usefulness of the weather.  However, I must admit that a stroke of luck may be largely responsible for allowing me to see the hidden blessings.

I awoke at 7 AM.

For weeks, months even I have been waking up between noon and 6 PM.  To sum up a whole series of blog posts which will not be written, I have been the laziest, least productive person for 4 months now.  But as I said, that won’t be covered in this blog posting.

Anyway, I miraculously awoke at 7 AM in spite of my alarm being set for 9 AM (a fairy tale in itself, since 11 AM is early for me.)  Now, I attempted to return to bed as I typically do, but I was awake for good.  So after an hour I drug myself out of bed.  I am aware of the benefits of waking up early, but in the rare cases that it happens I am always delightfully surprised by what is available.

(As I am writing this I am thinking up so many more things I will be able to do if waking early becomes a habit.  Delightful indeed.)

I’m a large fan of podcasts.  One of my favorites which frequently goes unplayed is Garrison Keillor’s The Writer’s Almanac, a 5 minute snack to the appetite of the writer (or avid reader for that matter).  Of course, this can only truly be relished early in the morning, while the sun is still in the East.  The wine was so sweet this morning.  Happy Birthday Leonardo!

To my pride, my next accomplishment was also very thrilling.  I have been working with a running program now for about 2 weeks.  I would be 3 weeks in, but last week I did not make time and allowed myself to miss all 4 days I should have been on the treadmill.

But today required 30 – 35 minutes, and when 35 minutes came around I did not want to stop at all.  I felt great, and I still do.  Even though I have yet to get far into the program, I am feeling changes in my body.  More energy, happier, more awareness of muscles, more awareness of diet, better posture, etc…  So certainly, feeling as though I want to continue running forever is great, it’s what I’m working toward.  But of course, I also understand that pacing is incredibly important to my success.  So I stopped when I hit 35 minutes.

Of course, I also haven’t started running.  I walked the whole time.  It’s part of the pacing.  2 weeks walking, then slowly build in running.  Well, take a look at the program for yourself.  http://zenhabits.net/2008/06/how-to-go-from-sedentary-to-running-in-five-steps/

Now, I missed my 3rd week, and I’m also waiting for a friend to catch up, so I started back at 30 – 35 minutes of walking.  I considered this a great success.

Which brings me to my third and final celebration so far on this rainy day.  This blog entry!

I have created numerous blogs, even managed to keep some going for 2 or more years, but they have fizzled out.  And this one has not even hit a dozen posts.  But for me a blog is one form of writing exercise, and in creating this blog entry I am getting in writing exercise, and this is truly a great success for me.

Hooray for the rain!

*Obviously the rain was not integral to this post.

I am pretentious.

March 18, 2009

This blog is old, I never utilized it.

I had many ideas to work with, and they went unused.

I am here, writing again now, simply to appear to be typing something interesting in an empty coffeeshop where the employees are hiding out in the back.

Bailout Please!

December 8, 2008

I have hit a genuine low point in my life.  I have realized this through a nice good prayer with God.  It is now my duty to make a valid assessment of the situation and grab the last life preserver to get to solid ground and rebuild rather than go further down and sink with the ship.

Encouragement is always appreciated.  But acknowledging this fact already has me feeling a bit optimistic.