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OK, let me start this post by saying this:  I AM NOT A SALES PERSON.

I repeat. I AM NOT A SALES PERSON.

Let me put this in hashtags for you. #iamnotasalesperson

Get it? Great. Good. Glad we got that out of the way. Not that there’s anything wrong with people who sell stuff for a living. I think that’s totally fantastic and a great way to earn money.

But I’m not that person.

“OK, Leslie. Thanks. We’ve established that. Where are you going with this?”

It’s important for me to get that #iamnotasalesperson part out of the way because I’m going to be selling something at the end of this piece. I know. I KNOW. Technically that makes me one, but just hear me out.

We started Her View From Home in the spring of 2012. I made a ton of mistakes along the way. (Like, a lot. Like, a lot, a lot, a lot.)  Mostly because I was stubborn and thought I could do this blogging thing on my own and had no idea how to find resources.

Like, I probably lost two years in the blog world from doing the wrong things.

Really.

But now, now we’re on track. We average 400,000 views per 30 days and guys – we reached over 2 million views in the last 30 days.

2. Million.

That’s a lot for us. Will it become our new average? Gosh I hope so. Can it become yours?

YES.

“Wait, really?”

YES.

Here’s the sales part. But really, it’s just me being as open and honest as I can possibly be. Think of us as good friends sitting over a cup of coffee. This is what I would tell them and you.

I’ve teamed up with the lovely Krystal Abbott (The Daily Femme) to give you a HUGE, 8 week course that will walk you through the world of blogging.

Do you want to take your blog from a hobby to a full-time job? It’s totally possible.

Don’t want to spend that much time on blogging, but would love to make a few hundred bucks a month and maybe get some free swag out of the deal? On it.

Guys, I won’t tell you you’ll get 2 million page views in 30 days if you take our course. Because I think people who promise  you big numbers if you simply “follow their guidelines” are full of it.

Told you I’m all about honesty here.

But I WILL tell you that’s it’s possible. It’s possible. I made blogging my full-time gig and am set to make more this year than I ever have in a full year (that counts all of my full-time gigs before blogging).

Was it hard? Um, is the Pope Catholic? Does a hot dog belong on a bun? Do movie theaters serve expensive popcorn? Is the world right without candy corn, m&m’s and peanuts?

You get the picture. 

It’s hard. It’s way hard. But if you’re reading this, and you’re interested in blogging, you’ve already taken the first step. Let us help you get to the next one and bring home some bacon with your business!

Here’s the course!

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Hobby To Full-Time Gig

Here’s a few details you should know asap. It’s an 8 week course that you take on your own time. We open each new course each week – starting October 1 and will wrap it up before Thanksgiving. You can take at your own pace or follow along with us each week. You’ll have access to me and Krystal on our private Facebook group ONLY available to those who takes this course. AKA – we can hold your hand and walk your through with any questions you may have.

The course has videos and templates and will walk your through EVERYTHING. Like, so much good stuff.

It’s 199 bucks. Pay all up front or pay in three installments of 75 bucks. After the course, you have lifetime access. There’s just so much and I am willing and able to answer any questions you have at anytime. Ever.

So just ask. And I’ll be really honest. Too honest, probably.

Here’s the course again.

Hobby To Full-Time Gig

How’s that for not being a salesperson?

We also have one more FREE webinar coming up this Monday!

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This one talks about the blogging tools we can’t live without. Just hop over here to sign up. Again, this one is FREE. If you missed our first two, you can still sign up for the replays. But hurry – it all ends at the end of the month.

Our course will close on the 29th, too. So if you want to take it – sign up before then!

Here’s the course link again.

Hobby To Full-Time Gig

I know! I had to add another link. It just seemed like the sales person thing to do.

OK – for real though, we hope you can join us. It’s a passion of mine to help other bloggers live out their dreams.

Hope to see you there!

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Leslie Means

Leslie is the founder and owner of Her View From Home.com. She is also a former news anchor, published children’s book author, weekly columnist, and has several published short stories as well. She is married to a very patient man. Together they have three fantastic kids.  When she’s not sharing too much personal information online and in the newspaper – you’ll find Leslie somewhere in Nebraska hanging out with family and friends. There’s also a 75% chance at any given time, you’ll spot her in the aisles at Target.

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