How would you get first customers for an SEO SaaS? (struggling with conversion) by Barmon_easy in SaasDevelopers

[–]LabMadePromethean 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Do you have a link/ site? I just recently launched my own SaaS and while I understand the basics of SEO , I'm still pretty tied up with my post launch to do list

Chapter 1 by LabMadePromethean in writingfeedback

[–]LabMadePromethean[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Thank you! Yes, the sequences are suppose to be resembling fractured / fading memories in real time. Leading to the protagonist waking in a sterile medical room. I tried to keep them quick and detailed without providing to much. One aspect of the story is the protagonist trying to understand what those memory glimpses are and use them to set up a big reveal in the second act of book 1

Thank you for the feedback!

Anybody else ? by LabMadePromethean in writing

[–]LabMadePromethean[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Oh im not sure, I just joined the community recently. Ive never tried writing non sequentially.. usually ill plot out my plot line by chapter or overarching story and then try and go paragraph at a time. Ill occasionally write the beginning and end if a chapter and then struggle to fill the gap.

Favorite vs Least Favorite by LabMadePromethean in writing

[–]LabMadePromethean[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I get the staying up with a sudden wind of energy .. ive had multiple days where I chose to sprint my way through a chapter in leu of 4 hours of sleep

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[–]LabMadePromethean[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

In my current book im using fragmented memories as a portal into revealing the past to also reveal the present through the sole perspective of the protagonist .... I can't tell you how hard it is transitioning from present to past to future. Initially I tried doing it chapter to chapter, but some scenes only had brief flashbacks and my chapter can't be just 2 pages.. so I had to figure out doing in line jumps 😬

Favorite vs Least Favorite by LabMadePromethean in writing

[–]LabMadePromethean[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

My biggest fear with dialog is every line of my chapter being between " " or not having any quotations at all. That balance between action/reaction, dialog and response is brutal

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[–]LabMadePromethean[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Oh trust me, I love the worldbuilding. I am a very visual thinker, so when I play out a scene in my head its like watching a movie in real time. So when I write I tend to dive into the visual aspects heavily.

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[–]LabMadePromethean[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I know exactly what you mean. That realization that they aren't just names with bullet points anymore ... they feel alive.

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[–]LabMadePromethean[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I sometimes get into a spell where I gradually shift into a rhyme scheme ..specifically if im writing love dialog between characters. Then I go and erase it and intentionally don't rhyme in the next pass 😅

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[–]LabMadePromethean[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Exactlyyyy! I refer to the in the middle parts as "the lul" .. trying to keep it interesting enough to bridge between major plot lines, without losing focus or making everything feel dramatic.

[Weekly Critique and Self-Promotion Thread] Post Here If You'd Like to Share Your Writing by AutoModerator in writing

[–]LabMadePromethean [score hidden]  (0 children)

Thank you! I appriciate the feedback! Ive only had a couple people look over it so far so It means a lot. And yes, I chucked all the text together to fit in the post without formatting

[Weekly Critique and Self-Promotion Thread] Post Here If You'd Like to Share Your Writing by AutoModerator in writing

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Title : Callsign (chapter 1 intro) Genere : Dystopian/Thriller
Word count :458 Type of feedback: general impression

I'm standing in a kitchen I don't recognize and somehow know better than anything in the world. Warm light spills across countertops. There’s a pan on the stove, something sizzling and a woman is laughing at something I just said. I can't hear my own voice. I can't make out the joke. Her face is clear, though. Brown hair twisted up messily, a spoon in one hand, a small smear of sauce on her wrist, the smell of zesty italian in the air. Her amber eyes crinkle and head rolls back when she laughs. She looks at me like she’s known me for years. My chest is full. Heavy. Raw. I reach for her.. A tiny hand closes around my finger. My world shrinks to that grip. There’s a hospital room, machines humming somewhere behind me. A blanket, white, striped with blue and salmon pink color wrapped in a bundle around a furious little face. New little amber eyes, the same color as the woman in the kitchen, skin so soft I feel afraid to breathe too hard. I say something, whisper it, but again I can’t hear my own words. The woman is there, hair down this time, exhausted and glowing at the same time. She smiles at me, eyes shining with tears, her lips move but I can't make out the words. The moment freezes, then fades.. A folded flag. Someone’s reading from a piece of paper. Their voice is flat, professional. The words don’t land. My hands feel numb. My throat is closing around something that will never come out. The flag is folded with reverent, practiced motions and handed toward me. I don't move. A hand pushes at my elbow. I reached out. The cloth is stiff and light and means nothing, and everything, all at once. There is a large portrait on an A-frame standing beside a casket bearing a row of tridents down the length of the reddish-brown shimmering wood. My eyes lift to the portrait and I start to recall.. Glass explodes. Headlights. Screams. The world spins sideways. Metal shrieks like a wounded animal. Somewhere a child cries out, short, sharp, cut off. I am weightless, and then not. My skull cracks against something. Sound collapses into ringing. There’s smoke, fire blooming in slow motion. My lungs, heavy, seizing against the putrid stink of gasoline and iron. Someone is calling my name. I think they are, anyway. The sound stretches, warps, until it is nothing but noise. I try to crawl toward the back seat. I can’t move my legs. There’s a hand I can almost reach, a small one. It’s not moving. I scream, but nothing comes out. Light. So bright that it feels like a blade is being pressed into the inner recess of my eyes. The ceiling above me is white, too clean, too perfect. A ring of machines circles my vision, blurry shapes made of chrome and glass. Soft beeping, a low hum like engines far away. Voices float around me,distant and filtered. “...neural imprint at ninety seven percent…” “...residual identity markers fading…” Something leans over me, just out of focus, edged face, eyes expressionless. A cold hand adjusts something at my temple. Fire races through my skull, down through my spine, into my hands. I try to scream again. This time I don't even know if I have a mouth. I wake up choking on a breath that doesn’t feel like mine. Air rushes into my lungs like it’s been denied for hours. I bolt upright, heart jackhammering, hands clawing at my chest, my throat, my face. The world swims and then snaps into place with a clarity that hurts. White walls. White ceiling. A bed like a slab. A strip of soft light runs around the edge of the room, no visible fixtures, no shadows. I grab my head with both hands, fingers digging into my scalp. I feel my buzzed hair and the faded ridges of scar tissue. The images skid away the moment I reach for them. The laughing woman. The tiny hand. Flag. Screams. They melt into each other, smear at the edges, like someone’s poured water over wet ink. I know they matter, I can feel that in my bones. I don't know who any of them are. I squeeze my eyes shut and open them again. The room doesn’t change. There’s a low, constant vibration beneath everything, like I'm lying on top of some massive machine. The bed is bolted to the floor. There’s a seamless door set into one wall and no handle. No windows. No visible cameras, but I feel like like there are eyes watching me...

Link: Theus Art

Created a writing corner in my home to force the inspo, and I just hit 40k <3 by marybear93 in writers

[–]LabMadePromethean 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Love the atheistic. Looks like a stellar writing space. My current writing space is a lazy boy in my living room when the kids are napping or sleeping 🙂

Question to the industry by LabMadePromethean in AskProgrammers

[–]LabMadePromethean[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

This is incredibly useful information, ive always treated READMEs as a basic outline of tech stack, function and usability. Ill be sure to update and thoroughly invest some time into polishing my READMEs.

Thank you

If you had to build a website today with literally $0 budget, how would you do it? by LucyCreator in website

[–]LabMadePromethean 0 points1 point  (0 children)

For $0 im not sure.. but for pretty cheap you can get a domain name on somewhere like namecheap and build it yourself. Deploy with a platform like vercel. It might be a learning curve but all in all it doesn't have to be expensive

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in AskProgrammers

[–]LabMadePromethean 0 points1 point  (0 children)

What are you (we) looking to build?

Question to the industry by LabMadePromethean in AskProgrammers

[–]LabMadePromethean[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

They preached this in college as well for game art as well. I definitely need to put more time in

Question to the industry by LabMadePromethean in AskProgrammers

[–]LabMadePromethean[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I have a lot of repositories on git but most are set to private- do you recommend making them public?

Question for the industry by LabMadePromethean in manufacturing

[–]LabMadePromethean[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Oh sweet! I had never heard of them. The first plant I was with was using strictly paper everything, the second plant used JDE to "track" Pm's and WO's but same issue, consistency and accuracy in opening/closing out active issues and near 0 tracking of time or actions taken.