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1st Fall 2018 Change: The Mission of Louisiana Words Will Slightly Change




Louisiana Words (2012-2017): A Louisiana Movement of the Freedom of Expression

When Louisiana Words started in 2012, it was always intended to be a community self-expression blog outlet for statewide writers for casual, hobby, or community oriented writers who have never have been published or shared their writings. It was about making a least one statement, using your voice when it's hard to. Between 2013-2014 received nearly 1,000 contributions! (Fun Fact: 121 contributions were submitted in June 2013) However, the life span of a contribution was generally one day and then, they were forgotten (until 2017) time went by, people made multiple statements, and then Louisiana Words: The Series came out and people began making public statements.  Louisiana Words ended 2014 with around over 400 followers fans likes by the end of 2014.


Louisiana Words (2017-Present): A Community of Marketable Writers in Louisiana for the Freedom of Expression

Louisiana Words is now a FREE community marketing blog for those who value the freedom expression and creativity for those who live in or are from the state of Louisiana. There is no longer a one day life span for writing, being that Louisiana Words now recycles it’s writing on Louisiana Words: Flashbacks on Facebook (which will be expanding to Twitter and Instagram). Debut writers get updated on the blog, a promotion for the debut, a debut spot on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram, and a chance at Best of Week on Facebook (also expanding to Twitter and Instagram).  Louisiana Words viewership and reach are much larger and successful now than they have ever been at the end of summer 2018. The largest peak in history occurred this Spring 2018. Louisiana Words currently has over 900 followers.

































      

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