I LOVE the fact the today's web is SO much faster than 10 years ago. In my early days of blogging I was always optimizing and sizing images for faster load times and this means that we can indulge a little with luscious emotive graphics which compels the viewer. In this screencast I share my thoughts on developing graphics to make the user experience more immersive and sticky. Today's optimized wordpress themes handle image size nicely so there is no reason not to include large sexy images in your posts. Your viewers will love you for it! Get ""30 Sources to Get Leads Today" my FREE audio just for subscribing to my content (please confirm your email) http://www.tomcellie.me/subscribe ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ffEYHKcZCD4

Harbor Town is a fictional place that exists in my mind. It is inspired of course by real experiences and places I have been growing up in New England. In Harbor Town life is harsh but the people still would never leave because the spirit of the town IS the people and their ancestors before them. New England is rife with history and New Englanders EMBRACE their past like nowhere else I have been in America. I'm like that myself. I have lived in the Mid West 11 years and I can STILL smell the salt air that would permeate the upstairs of my house in the evening as we were just 5 blocks from the beach in Beverly, Ma. I remember vividly the summers we spent on the grass at Dane Street Beach or the sensory overload of jumping into 45 degree water to swim out to the raft (a floating dock chained to the beach that the city would put out for the summer every year) on a 90 degree day just to lie on the warm boards and dry in the sun only to brave the freezing water when you had to go back to shore. I remember partying on the Jetty in the evening and tying rope around a 12 pack of beer so we could keep it cold by submerging it in the freezing water. I remember summer nights partying on any number of yachts that were docked at Jubilee Yacht Club in Beverly as my best friend John did odd jobs at the club. Oh if those boat owners only knew what we did on their boats when they were home in their seaside mansions sleeping with their families. Honestly I have post card memories and I could go on and on and on about all the amazing experiences growing up in a seaside town allotted me. I might have to just video blog some thoughts and memories. I hope the lyrics paint a picture for you and perhaps before the song is over YOU too will smell the salt air and feel the cold mist of a crashing wave on your face in Harbor Town. Lyrics: ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U-gUkze8AgQ