WHAT IS BRANDING?
Branding is an essential key to a successful blog growth. Every blogger has its own unique niche. However some bloggers only venture into starting up without having any long term goal but just because others are blogging.
Blogging for me started as a way to reaching out with other writers, sharing my experience and connecting with people who have experienced same and sharing a host of other things especially my musings. Little did I know that blogging goes beyond writing. Your blog name is your brand, your identity and your trademark. What you stand for is what readily comes to the mind of people when they hear your brand name. Branding your blog to your style and taste is what makes you different.
When I read some blog excerpts, I can immediately reference a blogger or two who must have written it. That goes to say their brand has been imprinted in my heart.
Hello darlings, I know I have been away for too long. This is not the intention, I can’t even type straight without feeling so bad about it. I would give you heads up in future. A million thank you to Lara Oseni for checking up on me, I can’t believe you noticed. I just stumbled on her blog like a month ago and she realized I have stopped posting and she reached out. It means a lot, dear.
So this post is going to be in like 3 parts because I would not like to bore you all with details about me in one post. It can really get long even when the intention is not to make it long.
When you fear nothing, you have nothing to fear-S.F. Chandler
Queen of Ice is a fiction written by Aminat Sanmi-Kamal. She’s called Aminatawa by friends and I prefer to call her that too. She’s a final year student of Law at the University of Ilorin. When she’s not writing or blogging, she’s either in class, reading a book, watching a movie, or sleeping and she also like to gist with her girlfriends. y’all should go check out her blog Aminatawastories. Her strong views about issues are too captivating and magical.
They say I am boring
I may never know but I really do not care
Could be because I’m fine with my ‘boring’ life
But it makes me happy
I’m a bathroom Singer
I don’t miss Karaoke
I don’t even know how to start a twerk
Why should I bother about clubbing?
The second and last time I tried to,
I could not speak without shouting
The smoke choked me
And I was drunk after the first cup of Henny
He loves her Even in her imperfection With her dirt and secrets With her ache and pain With her lies and uncouth behavior He made her better Corrected her with love Taught her about self love Treated her as a human And respected her She was slipping into oblivion The damage has been done It was too late to correct…