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Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Do You Want A Good Laugh?

 
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Friday, November 11, 2011

Where Is My Freelance Copywriter?


You know in the back of your head that something is missing, but you can’t quite put your finger on it. You have struggled and worked hard to produce the best, most advanced product in your industry, and you are getting a good reception to it from industry experts, but where is the business.


True the orders are starting to trickle in from word of mouth, but not in the volume to justify the effort or investment you have made to produce this unique gem. You ask yourself when you are going to get the recognition you are entitled to? The answer is when you start to promote your product and let people know about its unique qualities and attractive pricing.


You need to promote your product so that people will know about it. You need to issue news releases, and articles about the special features of your product. You need to put up a sales letter promoting it on your Website. You need a copywriter to prepare the promotions for you. You need a Website that is consumer friendly with content that helps to convert prospects to buyers.


Would you operate on a person if you weren’t a doctor? Would you play the piano in a concert at Carnegie Hall if you don’t play the piano? Would you fly a plane if you don’t know how to fly? Then why do some otherwise very intelligent Company owners try and write their own publicity when they are not real copywriters? Why not leave it to the experts.


There are certain ways to say things that are attention getters. There are certain metaphors that get the consuming public aroused and ready to take action and buy a product or service. There are certain statements and questions that when put in a certain way can help put a new product in the limelight and focus peoples attention on the unique benefits it has to offer. Why not leave it to the experts and allow an expert copywriter to brand image recognition for your product or service on the mind of the consumer.


The time to take action is now. This is a call to action. Leave it to an expert to publicize your product. Hire a professional copywriter.

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Hi, this is Arthur Levine. For the imaginative and creative copywriting services that can help provoke a positive buzz about your product or service please leave a comment with your email or other way to get in touch with you.

Monday, September 19, 2011

Are You Frozen In Fear Of The Credit Crunch?


Are you scared? Are you living in fear that our economy is collapsing? Are you worried that your customers will stop buying?


This isn’t the time to freeze up in fear. This isn’t the time to stop promoting your product or service. This is the time to move your inventory or sell your service.


If no one knows you are there then they definitely won’t buy what you have to offer.


How is anyone going to find your great new product or service if you don’t promote it?


You have invested heavily of your time; effort and money to get your Company to this point don’t fail to go the final mile because the economy is scaring you.


Even in a recession people spend money for whatever it is they perceive that they need and they want. It is a matter of their priorities that determines what they buy.


You can help them reorder their priorities so that your fine product or service is included in their list of must haves.


It is up to you to see that this credit squeeze doesn’t put the squeeze on you. Even in today’s economy you can still finance goods and services that have been sold.


Don’t miss this opportunity to put your product on the hot list. Be the first in line on the consumers buying list when things turn around. Get out there and start promoting.


This is the time when creative copyrighting can make a difference. Avoid the credit crunch with creative copyrighting.


You can contact me through my comment section. We can make a difference. We can help melt away economically induced resistance to your product or service.

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Thursday, July 21, 2011

Excerpt - Johnny Oops - Alice and Johnny

For a great action packed summer read, please check out my novel Johnny Oops.
Only 99 cents on kindle. Available in print at Amazon.

Excerpt - Alice and Johnny

After a while, we learned to pace ourselves. Not that our longings have abated, but no one can live with that kind of intense emotion forever without feeling drained and physically damaged. We were exhausting ourselves. Better to take one’s time and experience the pure slow pleasure. We didn’t have to worry, we would always have time for more, or so I thought. I couldn’t conceive of life without Alice. Just couldn’t be. Would never happen. And then my whole life came to a halt.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Free Preview

Read a free preview of my new novel Sequin Boy and Cindy at Kathy Reinhart's interview at
http://inkdropinterviews.wordpress.com/2011/06/08/arthur-levine/

Regards,
Arthur Levine

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Sample Press Release

FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE


Hold The Presses, Johnny Oops Thoughts Are Running Off the Page


New York, NY—Johnny Oops, the principal character in the novel by the same name has such a vivid imagination that it’s hard to contain his thoughts to the printed page.


Unlike you or I, Johnny is not in the least inhibited. He is used to saying what he thinks and meaning what he says. How he comes up with wild story after wild story that baffles the good intentions of the author is beyond contemplation. Let’s just say that it’s hard for the author to keep up as Johnny jumps from one world to another and from one reality to the next.


Join Johnny Oops as he charges across the country acting as if he were a prophet, sinning like a charlatan, and in his own way attempting to spread the word of God by touching other people. Travel with him as he survives a plane crash in Venezuela, drowning in France, and a stabbing at his home in California. Enjoy yourself with Johnny as he discovers his inner self—a one-foot tall albino with pink eyes dressed in a Boy Scout uniform. Suffer with him as his scandalous affairs are revealed. Have fun trying to predict what Johnny will do and say next in his self appointed role as a guru. Question with Johnny whether everything that is happening is real.


And if that isn’t enough, with Johnny there is always more. Watch as Johnny reaches out to touch other people in the privacy of their inner souls.


What does, womanizer, sex maniac, prophet, charlatan, and genius have in common? They all aptly describe Johnny Oops. Johnny spends his time veering from one reality to another as he travels different worlds and experiences numerous second comings, and tries to fathom whether he is being controlled by a game master in a virtual reality game or is actually in the service of God.


Johnny Oops, The Rocket Fuel Of Captivating Fiction

Available for only $0.99 on Kindle and in print on Amazon.com at $14.95

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0041KL52M

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Excerpt from Homegrown Terrorist Novel



Hi everyone, this is my soon to be published novel on homegrown terrorism.



CHAPTER 1


A thin young man in a dirty khaki colored raincoat, and badly scuffed faded brown shoes, pushed his way through the crowd propelling a baby carriage in front of him like a weapon. He was sweating profusely.


“Get out of my way,” he shouted. “ I have to get through, get away, move out of my way damn people. It’s your fault,” he cursed in a hoarse voice. The smell of liqueur reeked from his breath as he continued up an entrance ramp spewing saliva and curses.


The two security guards lounging against the railing on the far wall of the entry way started to run toward him to see what the commotion was about yelling, “Stop, stay where you are. Don’t move.”


That’s when the thin young man hunched over the baby carriage, screamed, “Allah Akbar – God is great,” and the bomb went off.


The bomb blast killed twenty-one children and their parents lined up for a free ride on an in store miniature railroad train all decked out in Christmas tinsel glitter and plastic sugar canes. Another one hundred and twelve, many of whom were children, were injured as the blast slammed its way full of shrapnel and nails to the fourth floor atrium, and eventually the sheer force of the bomb blew a five foot wide hole in the roof as acrid black smoke forced its way out into a cold rainy night at the Bangles and Bows Toy Store in New York City. The stench of blood and burning flesh was everywhere.



It was the first suicide bomb detonated in New York City by a homegrown terrorist, and things would never be the same.


You could see it in the eyes of the people. Fear griped the inhabitants of the City of New York and the Nation as a wave of copycat bombings took place in retail department stores, malls, sports arenas, railroad and bus terminals, and anywhere else these terrorists could strike terror into the hearts of the people.


The first attacks were designed to scare the population, and convince them that no one was safe and nobody was sacred, not even the children. Sometimes the bomber blew himself up with the bomb and sometimes a remote triggering devise was used, but in all the cases where a suicide bomber caused the explosion, the police and the FBI had determined that the terrorists were homegrown natives and citizens of the USA. It was almost too much to fathom. Someone crying, “Allah Akbar – God is great,” was enough to send people running in fear and crowds panic as they pushed to get out of whatever venue they were at. The first thing you checked when you went to a show or a movie was the exits.


Who were these horrible ingrates that hated this Country so that they would sacrifice themselves to kill innocent strangers and children? What have we done to create such hatred for our Country by people who grew up and lived here? How can we fight terrorists who don’t even value their own lives? Who would be next on the terrorists list? Where and when would they strike again? Did they all belong to one terrorist network or were they working in cells or alone as self radicalized extremists? How did they communicate with each other if they did? Who or what organization was teaching them how to make bombs? Who was in charge?


John Stamper slammed his fists on his desk and shouted half out loud, “Too many questions.” A brass based pen stand clattered to the floor. It was a Christmas present from the head of the FBI in Washington. When he bent down to pick it up he noticed the base had cracked and the pen no longer fit properly in the holder. That’s how he felt, cracked and not a proper fit for the task at hand.


John regained his composure, hoping no one had noticed his outburst. He sat at his desk with his hands carefully folded in front of his face contemplating these questions. Looked like he was praying. He was charged with the impossible task of stopping these homegrown terrorists, but he had few answers. Were the terrorist’s part of one large network or did they operate independently? Who was calling the shots? Was a foreign power involved? Why had this started now, why now, and why the chain reaction of bombing after bombing? With all his years of experience working for the FBI, he had never encountered anything even remotely resembling the horror and havoc these bombings were causing. And he didn’t know what to do. He did know he was out of time. He had to take action now before this homegrown terrorist menace surged out of control and NYC sunk into total chaos.


Arthur Levine

Author of Johnny Oops

http://johnnyoops.blogspot.com


Friday, February 25, 2011

Shocking Dream Excerpt From Johnny Oops

I was going through my roommate’s socks in the dark looking for his stash when the lights came on. He grabbed my arm, and spun me around shouting, “What the hell are you doing?” He didn’t tell anyone else, but when he calmed down he made me promise I would get myself straightened out. I promised I would, but I didn’t mean it. I was hooked and would do anything to get more dope. I’m pathetic and despicable. I hated myself.

Back in my room at the fraternity, after one of my meetings at Eight Ball's apartment, I lay on the bed trying to make sense of what was happening to me. I had the window shade down and didn’t know whether it was day or night, nor did I care. I figured out I’d rather be stoned than spend all my time being serious and unhappy.

Where the hell did I leave my stash? I don’t even know what I’m doing – some genius. Maybe I’m not real. Maybe my whole life is a fantasy. Maybe some Game Master is playing with my head. I can’t go on like this.

The truth is that except when I’m having sex, I feel like crap—emotionally impotent. I’m oversexed. When I’m having sex, I’m in control. I’m a big man. My Dialectic Spiritualism Religion is a load of crap. I’m a load of crap. Tears are rolling down my cheeks now because I’m depressed and feel so damn sorry for myself, and no one else cares. No one gives a shit about me.

This is ridiculous. I’ll smoke some more weed or snort some cocaine so I don’t have to have these thoughts any more. I have a little stashed away from Sunday’s football game, or was that last week. I don’t remember. I only have a little money left from my winnings and can’t afford to buy any more coke, or get caught trying to steel someone else’s stash again. Now where did I put that stuff? I remember wrapping it up and putting my precious parcel in the dresser, or did I put it in the closet? My God, I hope I didn’t leave my stash in someone else’s room by mistake.

Why am I lying on this damn bed shaking and sweating? I stink and I need a shower, but I haven’t got the energy to drag my sorry ass down the hall to the bathroom. I can’t find my stash. I won’t be able to function. Everyone is laughing at me. My nose is running.

Finally, I feel sleep coming on. I’m so tired. I think I’m dreaming. I’m a fly caught in a web of shredded marijuana leaves. I want to get away, but my wings are entangled. The only way to get loose is to break my wings as I struggle to get free, but then I will lose the part of me that can climb higher and higher and feel great.

What should I do? My Quanta, the sub atomic particles of my essence, are colliding with the little that is left of my senses. I’m shrinking. I’m stuck in a rut of my own making. Slowly, I lift one foot off the bed to the floor and try to stabilize myself, but that isn’t helping. I must be having some kind of drug-induced reaction, or am I in a trance. Who’s that whispering? I can hear you. I know you’re talking about me.

Oh God, I hope I remember where I put my stash.

Hi, I’m Arthur Levine the author of the novel Johnny Oops. To find out more about Johnny please join us at http://johnnyoops.blogspot.com or
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0041KL52M

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

The Rocket Fuel of Captivating Fiction

5 Star Amazon Review of Johnny Oops by Kim Z

This book is really different. I wasn’t expecting all the twists and turns that led the main character, Johnny Oops from one coast to the other promoting his form of spiritualism and promoting himself as a prophet. Not for the faint of heart, Johnny proves time and again that he is more of a sinner than a saint. I was taken by his questioning of whether we are real or living in a virtual reality world controlled by some game master although in the end he holds true to his belief in God. This author has a distinctive voice, and for a first novel made me interested in reading more of his works.

http://tinyurl.com/4h5s4jb

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Are Your Hormones Out Of Whack?


Johnny can’t help himself. Even when he becomes a full grown man he has the raging hormones of a teenager. He is a veritable genius whose aggressive genes make him act out most of his fantasies as his emotions boil over.


Johnny’s raging hormones lead him to a life on the edge. Moving swiftly from one affair to the next, he experiments with anything that will put his life in jeopardy such as drinking and drugs and sadistic women.


He thrives on living life to the fullest, and sometimes more than one life. Part of the time he feels he exists in different worlds at the same time thanks in part to quantum computing and his belief a game master is creating virtual worlds and alternate realties for him to live in.


Johnny seeks salvation in a new religion he creates called Dialectic Spiritualism, which promotes touching other people in their private essentials to help them find their inner selves. His weird concept of faith leads him to discover that he does believe in God.


He can’t, however, stop his aggressive out of control hormones from getting him in trouble when he falls onto the raging rocks of an inlet of despair, attempts suicide at college, falls off the roof of his fraternity house during a drunken party, crashes his plane in the jungle, parents a seven foot tall giant, hallucinates in a drug infused frenzy that giant watermelons are falling from the sky filled with beautiful women, or enters into an adulterous affair with a movie starlet when newly married to the love of his life, Jody.


Constantly striving for his own redemption, Johnny crosses the Country trying to help others find salvation, and he goes on National TV to promote his causes, but his dark side gets the better of him as he is captured in pictures printed in the newspapers hog tied and stripped naked in an orgy of masochism.


In a state of despair after his followers leave him, he loses touch with reality and even consciousness only to be redeemed by God with the help of his inner self – a one-foot tall albino dressed in a boy scout uniform who is responsible for Johnny’s new beginning.


Hi, this is Arthur Levine author of the novel Johnny Oops, find out why Johnny’s hormones are out of whack at:

http://tinyurl.com/67d5hae

Sunday, January 30, 2011

The Rocket Fuel of Captivating Fiction

Pure Entertainment


What does, womanizer, sex maniac, prophet, charlatan, and genius have in common—they all aptly describe Johnny Oops, the lead character in a fantasy novel by the same name. If you don’t believe me, ask Inney, a one-foot tall albino with pink eyes dressed up in a boy scout uniform who is Johnny’s inner self. Johnny spends his time veering from one reality to another as he travels different worlds and experiences numerous second comings, and tries to fathom whether he is being controlled by a game master in a virtual reality game or is actually in the service of God.


Johnny Oops, The Rocket Fuel Of Captivating Fiction

Available for only $0.99 on Kindle and in print on Amazon.com at $14.95

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0041KL52M

Friday, January 14, 2011

Johnny Oops - The rocket fuel of captivating fiction

FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE


Hold The Presses, Johnny Oops Thoughts Are Running Off the Page


New York, NY—Johnny Oops, the principal character in the novel by the same name has such a vivid imagination that it’s hard to contain his thoughts to the printed page.


Unlike you or I, Johnny is not in the least inhibited. He is used to saying what he thinks and meaning what he says. How he comes up with wild story after wild story that baffles the good intentions of the author is beyond contemplation. Let’s just say that it’s hard for the author to keep up as Johnny jumps from one world to another and from one reality to the next.


Join Johnny Oops as he charges across the country acting as if he were a prophet, sinning like a charlatan, and in his own way attempting to spread the word of God by touching other people. Travel with him as he survives a plane crash in Venezuela, drowning in France, and a stabbing at his home in California. Enjoy yourself with Johnny as he discovers his inner self—a one-foot tall albino with pink eyes dressed in a Boy Scout uniform. Suffer with him as his scandalous affairs are revealed. Have fun trying to predict what Johnny will do and say next in his self appointed role as a guru. Question with Johnny whether everything that is happening is real.


And if that isn’t enough, with Johnny there is always more. Watch as Johnny reaches out to touch other people in the privacy of their inner souls.


What does, womanizer, sex maniac, prophet, charlatan, and genius have in common? They all aptly describe Johnny Oops. Johnny spends his time veering from one reality to another as he travels different worlds and experiences numerous second comings, and tries to fathom whether he is being controlled by a game master in a virtual reality game or is actually in the service of God.


Johnny Oops, The Rocket Fuel Of Captivating Fiction

Available for only $0.99 on Kindle and in print on Amazon.com at $14.95


http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0041KL52M

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Announcing The - If You Could Live In A Different Reality Contest

If you could live in a different reality what would it be? Tell the truth, there are times when you wish you were somewhere else, doing something more challenging and stimulating. Use your imagination. What would that new reality look like?

Almost everybody I know gets bored with his or her life once in a while. Some suffer jobs that are too stressful in order to make a living. Some suffer in relationships that are no longer fulfilling. Wouldn’t you like to stop suffering? Wouldn’t you like the pain to go away?

What would you do to escape the mundane in your life? What would you do to find some satisfaction and fulfillment? Would you be willing to try out a new reality, one where your dreams could come true?

Perhaps it’s time for you to conjure up your own new reality. I’m not talking about some fantasy; I’m talking about the real thing. I’m talking about your future and what you’re prepared to make of it.

Maybe its time for you to draw upon your inner strength and decide on a course of action that will bring you into a new reality—a heavens gate—a place where your dreams can start to come true.

A couple of hints on topics you might mention in your comment to win the prize.

Who would you rather be, a man, a woman, or an animal—a little humor helps?
Does your new reality take place in this universe or another?
What kind of climate are you looking forward to enjoying?
Are you taking anyone with you to your new reality?
If not, why not?
How does God or a Game Master feature in your new reality?
Is this going to be real or virtual?
Does love enter into your concept of a new reality?
What are you doing to spread the word of your new reality?
Is your current concept of reality just an illusion?

And have you read my novel and will you have it with you in your new reality as a reference source? Contest runs for month of January and is for an original signed proof copy of Johnny Oops.Just go to http://johnnyoops.blogspot.com.