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Thursday Turnout: IndieReCon and More!


Hello readers!

I hope there are some new readers, if yes, thank you! With today having been the last day of IndieReCon, I'm sad. Yet I'm glad it was my first online conference, no make that my first conference ever to go to. I really enjoyed it and I learned a lot these past three days.

I'm more of a person that gets in touch with my emotions. On day one I was really excited about everything minus me worried about money (which didn't come until the end of the day). I thought maybe I can have a sponsor. Putting my question out there I got responses and heard of crowd funding (after this I'm going to check this out with my mom).

At our second chat at the end of day two we talked about marketing. (If you read the posts, you'll know more about what I'm saying next). I haven't been on wattpad since I first made it when heather was in a contest for her first book. In the beginning of this year I got off the tumblr and instagram bandwagons. Yet after #indierecon I'm thinking of going back on. If I do, I'm just glad I have a more set topic than before.

On day three one of the earlier on posts got me overwhelmed. I tried not to worry. I just told myself really do need to take this one step at a time and have a team. (and did some art to calm myself down). The rest of the conference was just as exciting as day one and two.

I can't wait to put what I learned into action. I hope you wish me luck because I wish you luck!

Other than that, I need more luck my way. I'm trying my first Internet free day tomorrow!

-Fida Islaih
{all writing is copyrighted}

Comments

MiralSattar said…
Good luck! Glad you could make it to indierecon!
Internet free day? Good luck with that... ;-)
I'm don't know much about marketing, but I have found that I get a lot of people visiting my site through Tumblr. Hope you have a great day!

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