Process Roulette

Posted on 09/03/2025 by Jared Ray Conger

When You Know Your Team Needs to Develop a Process

Most teams don’t crash all at once. They unravel. Slowly. Quietly. One missed deadline here, one late-night scramble there. Before long, you’re running on panic instead of rhythm. That’s not “agile.” That’s chaos wearing a cheap mask.

So how do you know when it’s time to stop pretending and actually build the bones of a process? Watch for the tells:

Last-minute requests

If your team is constantly sprinting to slap together last-minute deliverables, that’s not hustle—it’s a signal that planning is broken. Without a system to capture and prioritize requests, you’ll always be one step behind, bleeding energy on the wrong fires.

Event amnesia

When big events sneak up on you like strangers in the alley, it means timelines and communication have collapsed. A real process lays out checkpoints, owners, and dates that don’t move just because someone “forgot.”

Team shut-out

Nothing kills alignment faster than exclusion. If teams feel iced out of the marketing loop, the result is missed opportunities, duplicate work, and resentment. Regular touchpoints and feedback loops aren’t bureaucracy: they’re oxygen.

Support black holes

When teams start whispering about feeling stranded or unsupported, it’s not whining. It’s proof that silos have hardened. Cross-functional processes tear down those walls and replace them with something sturdier, shared accountability.

Deadlines, expectations, and the cost of not having either

A process isn’t just a calendar pinned to the wall. It’s the difference between drowning and moving with purpose. Lock down deadlines. Give expectations teeth. Don’t wait until the newsletter is due tomorrow or the event starts in 48 hours—start cycles 60 days out, build in reviews, and let your people breathe enough to deliver quality.

Where failure hides

Every team has scars. Look at yours. You’ll find the cracks where process failed you:

  • Marketing “surprises” that you only heard about when it was too late to matter.
  • Feedback loops that never loop back, leaving campaigns flat and audiences unmoved.
  • Budgets and people stretched thin in some places, wasted in others.
  • Brand messages that scatter instead of speak with one voice.
  • Sales blindsided by campaigns they were never asked to weigh in on.

The truth

Without process, you don’t have momentum. You have roulette. Every spin could be a win, but most leave you empty-handed. A strong process doesn’t kill creativity—it frees it. It gives teams the spine to hold everything else in place: planning, communication, execution, evaluation.

When the bones are solid, the work breathes easier. The impact lands heavier. And the team stops feeling like they’re sprinting blindfolded through the dark.

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Signals, Scoring, and the Science of Habit

Posted on 08/30/2025 by Jared Ray Conger

Growth isn’t just pulling eyes toward you. It’s what happens after—the click, the pause, the decision to lean in again. That’s where habits are born. And that’s where the real work starts.

I’ve learned to listen for the small signals. An open, a second click, a hand raised in the chat. On paper they look like throwaway metrics. In practice, they’re more like tells—tiny riffs of interest that let you know when the audience is leaning forward. Catch those in real time, and you can build a journey that bends with them instead of against them.

I rebuilt a funnel once that started wide—open to anyone. But layered on top was a scoring system, a rhythm line. Every repeat attendance, every download, every real question was a note in the progression. Stack enough notes together, and you’ve got a chord worth hearing. Those who played the loudest were pulled into smaller, intimate sessions—where the connection was rawer, more human.

That scoring model did more than help sales prioritize. It gave the whole system a pulse. It made it feel alive. People came back not because they were shoved through a pipeline, but because each step felt like it belonged to them. Like they were part of the song.

That’s the lesson I keep carrying: growth isn’t about volume, it’s about rhythm. About catching signals in the noise, designing the next step to hit the right beat, and building loops that don’t feel like campaigns but like momentum. When you do it right, engagement isn’t forced. It’s a habit. A hook that keeps them listening.

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Yume Bitsu: Portland’s Astral Cartographers

Posted on 08/29/2025 by Jared Ray Conger

(a blog written a year ago and lost in my drafts…)

Yume Bitsu weren’t just a band. They were a map you stumbled into by accident, feedback trails scribbled across Portland skies like someone was trying to redraw the constellations. Dream pop, sure, but stretched until the edges dissolved. Shoegaze if you traded romance for ritual. Music that didn’t hype you up so much as slip you into a trance you weren’t sure you wanted to leave.

Too hazy for the grunge hangover, too blissed-out for the garage revival. They were for the kids with clove smoke on their jackets and Octavia Butler paperbacks in their backpacks. The ones who’d rather stay up late staring at lava lamps than wake up early for anything resembling a job.

The Sound
 Debut (Giant Surface Music Falling to Earth Like Jewels from the Sky, 1998)
 The title tells you everything: sprawling, shimmering, indulgent. Music you put on while someone spray-paints their boots silver in a candlelit basement.

Self-Titled (1999)
 Like Slowdive trying to cover A Love Supreme from the bottom of a swimming pool.

Auspicious Winds (2000)
 The closest they came to “songs,” but still floating just out of reach.

Golden Vessyl of Sound (2002)
 Their final hymn. Less like a goodbye, more like watching a ship made of feedback drift past the horizon and vanish.

The Vibe
 Seeing them live wasn’t a concert—it was a séance. They’d drag a single chord for minutes, maybe hours, until your teeth buzzed. Guitars and synths layered into something less like music and more like weather. Nobody danced. Nobody clapped. The crowd stood still, eyes closed, swaying like the amps were piping in dreams from another dimension.

They carried the DNA of the Pacific Northwest’s weird cosmic streak—K Records idealism, Unwound’s feedback rituals, Tara Jane O’Neil’s moonlit folk—but Yume Bitsu were the astral wing. The cartographers of the in-between.

Before Spotify, stumbling on them in a used record shop felt like finding a secret door scratched into the back cover of a Godspeed LP. They weren’t famous. They didn’t need to be. They were proof that if you stared into the fuzz long enough, shapes would stare back.

You didn’t listen to Yume Bitsu to get hyped. You listened to remember that your body was temporary. That your mind was a projector. And sometimes the reel jams on one endless drone.

Where to Begin?

The Cosmic Doorway

  • “Fire Dreams of Mutant Bird” (Giant Surface Music…, 1998) — Invocation track. The one that lets you leave the room without standing up.
  • “More Than Just a Dream” (Self-Titled, 1999) — Fragile melodies bleeding through a wall of fuzz.

The Dream Path

  • “Flight of the Navigator” (Auspicious Winds, 2000) — A headphone track for night walks when your only company is your shadow.
  • “Team Yume” (Golden Vessyl of Sound, 2002) — Communal, expansive. Feedback as prayer.

Writing & Trance States

  • “Sharp of Teeth” (Giant Surface Music…, 1998) — Cyclical, meditative. Words pour out of the noise.
  • “The Frigid, Frigid Night” (Golden Vessyl of Sound, 2002) — Hypnotic, ritualistic. Astral glue for wandering minds.

Couch Melt Sessions

  • “Sonic Prayer” (Auspicious Winds, 2000) — Feedback as hymn. Time eraser.
  • “Golden Vessyl of Sound” (2002) — Their farewell wave. The ocean swallowing sunlight.

The Ritual
 These tracks sketch the whole Yume Bitsu map:

  • Droning invocations.
  • Fragile dream-pop skeletons.
  • Communal chant-songs.
  • The final dissolve into golden noise.

Recommendation: don’t shuffle. Put on a record, kill the lights, light a candle. Let it sprawl. Let it eat an hour. Yume Bitsu wasn’t built for playlists. They were built for surrender.

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The Power of Consistent Storytelling in Digital Marketing

Posted on 08/29/2025 by Jared Ray Conger

One of the first lessons I learned (and maybe the most enduring) is that growth doesn’t come from gimmicks. It doesn’t come from flooding the feed until people stop noticing. It comes from rhythm. From consistency. A brand voice that doesn’t just speak but stays.

I’ve seen it happen. When the message is steady, when the visuals line up clean, when the engagement feels real and an audience doesn’t just show up, but multiplies. Four hundred percent in two years, once. Not magic. Not luck. Just persistence, steady as rain hitting a roof until the whole house learns the sound of it.

That shaped how I see strategy now. It doesn’t matter if you’re talking to weekend shoppers or engineers with code still under their fingernails, the fundamentals don’t change. You strip the clutter, respect the intelligence in front of you, and deliver something that feels like it belongs.

Even in the most complex, jargon-heavy industries, I’ve watched clarity cut through like a match in a cellar. Translate the technical into the human. Align campaigns so that social and lifecycle aren’t just noise, they’re bridges. Strong enough to walk across.

And that’s the work I love: sleeves rolled, copy drafted, visuals built. Then stepping back, connecting the threads, making sure it all pulls toward ROI and not just vanity. Because in the end, social and content aren’t just channels. They’re pulse. They’re the heartbeat that makes a brand more than a logo. It makes it something people return to, again and again, like a story they can’t shake.

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Where Data Meets Storytelling: The Art of Lifecycle Marketing

Posted on 08/28/2025 by Jared Ray Conger

Most people think lifecycle campaigns are just strings of automated emails. A drip. A shuffle. A machine moving in silence. But that’s missing the truth. When done right, lifecycle marketing isn’t mechanical but alive. A pulse. Where data and story lean against each other like two drunks in the alley, propping the other up just enough to keep moving.

I’ve watched it work. You set a nurture in motion and it listens more than it speaks. Opens, clicks, sign-ups, no, they’re not just metrics, they’re tells. Signals. Small flinches of attention. If you know how to read them, you can shift the rhythm: slow here, sharp there, soft when trust is thin.

One tactic I keep circling back to: automation cut with something human. A note dropped into the inbox that feels written in the quiet hours. A voice that sounds like a real rep, not perfect, not polished, but intent, human even. That little fracture in the automated mask makes people look twice. Makes them believe, if only for a moment, that someone’s really on the other side.

That’s the balance that matters. Scale without losing pulse. Systems that hum steady but still breathe. Campaigns built this way don’t just keep prospects in the funnel, they keep them coming back. They stitch loyalty, hold attention in the dark, and build value that lingers long after the click.

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Two New Stories Now Live: A Cloaked Girl and a City of Static

Posted on 06/18/2025 by Jared Ray Conger

The latest stories are up now on Patreon—two very different kinds of hauntings. One walks quietly in the woods. The other dissolves inside a crumbling city of ash and static.

Both ask what we carry when memory slips—and what we become when no one chooses us.

Little Lamb in Red
A pale dirt path.
A girl in a red cloak.
A man whose patience has worn too thin.

Written for the Tales to Terrify flash fiction contest, Little Lamb in Red is my take on the old wolf tale, stripped to its bones. A reimagining of hunger, instinct, and the quiet moment before the bite.

It’s short, raw, and intentionally left that way—no edits since the contest. I wanted her to remain just as she was: breath held, eyes forward, one step from either safety or surrender.

She might return someday. For now, she’s waiting behind you.

The Light I Take
They say memory fades gently.
But what if it burns?

The Light I Take began as something else entirely—mapped, outlined, prepped for structure. And then I ignored every rule and wrote what actually came through: a foggy, glitching story about grief, dissociation, and the need to be remembered.

Set in a city full of forgotten things, it follows a man unraveling after a series of intimate encounters with something not quite human. There are no easy answers, no clean escape. Only that bright, terrible light—and the ache of being left behind.

Both stories are now available to read in full on my Patreon, with more to come.

As always, thank you for reading.
I hope you enjoy what lingers.

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