WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WORKED ON YOUR BLOG? Written by E PLUS The Storyteller.

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 WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WORKED ON YOUR BLOG? Written by E PLUS The Storyteller.



At the beginning of this year, I had a direction to be more deliberate about my choices. As far as I know, E PLUS The Storyteller is culminating into a brand beyond the box. Indeed, I'm grateful for humble beginnings, and pray to remain humble, because I'm aware that HUMILITY IS THE HALL MARK OF GREATNESS!

So, I have been reflecting on so many things, one of which is E PLUS The Storyteller
Blog(ejiroemenikeuka.blogspot.com).

  In as much as I write for other blogs(and get paid), I realise that it's pretty easy to stray away from one's base, and just focus on one direction. However, you get to also discover that there is a thin line between being focused and balancing what is necessary so that at the end of the day you don't lose your way home.

And this brings me to the question, as a blogger who writes for other blogs, WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WORKED ON YOUR PERSONAL BLOG?

Let's look at it this way, you don't want to lose your home base followers at the expense of expansion. Keep the commitment running, regardless of how far you have gone, or where you have been.

Your starting point is an important part of the process.

Consistency cannot be overemphasized, as well. Keep your space occupied.

Except everyone in the world has seen your articles, and stories, don't discard your works.

See your blog as your Home Base, where your contents can never be second rated.

Resuscitation is key: You can always source ideas from credible plattforms.

Clean up your Blog occasionally, maintenance routine is important.

Celebrate your blog, showcase your contents.

Be Creative with your Blog

Brand your Blog, give your blog a facelift.

Channel your blog to the right direction: Networking is an integral part of expansion, leverage on it.

Go beyond the status quo.

Never assume that running a blog is a one-man show. If you need assistance, keeping up, then go for it

Most importantly, never abandon  your blog.

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  Are you struggling with running a blog?

Are you about to start running a blog, but quite apprehensive about your commitment, owing to your ever busy schedules and engagements?

Are you interested in Creative Writing and Content Creation?

Talk to E PLUS The Storyteller

Call/WhatsApp message to 07081536821



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