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4th Blogiversary!

Four years ago TODAY, I sat down during a blizzard (yes, we used to have those in the winter) and started this blog.

My target audience (that's the PR person in me, that I even had a "target audience") was the 98 percent of people who don't live on farms. I even set rules to keep legitimate farm people away--today you can call us the two-percenters. I saw this blog as a way for me to have fun entertaining non-country folk while educating them on agriculture AND stretching my creative writing muscles to help my PR career.

I recently updated the style of this blog. It's my slightly-more-girly-feminine-but-country-looks-like-dining-room-wallpaper-you-will-hate-later look.

Thanks for coming along for the ride.



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  1. Dale StebbinsMarch 08, 2012

    You have a considerable amount of talent as a writer, with a nice dry sence of humor. Think about how you can take it to the next level.

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  2. Congrats on four years! It seems like just yesterday your blog was crawling around in diapers, putting things in its mouth and drooling everywhere.

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  3. Thanks, Dale. "Taking it to the next level" is something I'll have to think about.

    Megan--thanks for insisting that I start this blog.

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    1. Dale StebbinsMarch 09, 2012

      How about marketing the blog more? You know a thing or two about that. Maybe sell ad space like other bloggers and update every single day. Give your followers a reason to come back and more importantly, refer the blog to others.

      – Sell ad space
      – Hone your craft
      – Build a following
      – Get famous and make a lot of money as a humor writer!

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    2. You are right. Right about all of it. I appreciate your vote of confidence. The first barrier is always the doubt that anyone will care what you write.

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  4. I remember when you created your blog, wow time flies! I have not quite set up my blog. It's a work in progress.

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