Hey, it's day 2!
Today we will NOT be posting to Instagram. ( Sorry, I can't do that, it's done 'automagically' by tailwind.com )
Yep, I can hear a few of you gasping already.. What do you mean we aren't posting?
Well, here's the thing - posting every single day doesn't necessarily mean you're going to gain more followers, fans & friends, build better deeper relationships or make more money etc.
"Insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results."
--A. Einstein.
In fact, it will most likely only result in stress and fatigue in the long term, especially if you post the same thing every day ((spamming))
Instead, today we're simply going to connect with our audience through Instagram stories and do another round of engaging for 10 minutes. ( 2 hail Marys' and four our Father's, just kiddin' )
Instagram stories are the easiest way to stay top of mind without spending a ton of time and energy planning posts for every day of the month. ( which is done for you & by tailwind.com also works w/ Pinterest.com )
Day 2 Instructions
Video:
Click here to watch the Day 2 instructions video in the #instawithintent Facebook group.
Written:
1. Create a new Instagram story that utilizes the poll feature.
Polls are an easy way to get engagement from your audience and increase the chance of them seeing your posts in the future ( yep, Instagram doesn't show your posts to everyone unless they've engaged and interact with you! )
To utilize this feature in the best way, ask one or more questions that help you understand your audience more. For example: "which way do you learn better? - video content or written content", or "what price would you pay for xyz? - $79, $125 or 1,125".
Remember - the question you ask is going to be specific to you and your audience. This is an opportunity to not only boost your engagement ( every interaction on your stories counts! ), but to also learn important details about what your audience wants and needs.
2. Set a timer for 10 minutes to like and comment on the posts of your target market.
ToPlease do not skip this step! Engaging with your audience can make a massive difference in the success and growth of your account. 10 minutes is not long - I know you can make the time!
Remember - to find your target market, search hashtags you think they'd be using on their posts. Make sure you use different hashtags than you did yesterday!
3. Tell us what question you asked on your instagram story in the #instawithintent facebook group.
( I wonder, are we going to get graded? )
See you tomorrow! 👋🏻
Cheers,
João
Example:You guys are K I L L I N G I T today with your polls!! Remember this is a great opportunity for you to ask questions that will tell you what your audience cares about / struggles with / wants to see from you in the future.. The more we can create content that SPEAKS to our audience, the better it will perform! 📈
Click the link below to see my story and how I used polls to find out some info about my audience, then even included a sneaky call to action at the end 😉
[https://www.instagram.com/stories/instawithalex/](https://www.instagram.com/stories/instawithalex/)
Click the link below to see my story and how I used polls to find out some info about my audience, then even included a sneaky call to action at the end 😉
[https://www.instagram.com/stories/instawithalex/](https://www.instagram.com/stories/instawithalex/)
---------- Forwarded message ---------
From: Alex Tooby <hello@alextooby.com>
Date: Tue, Aug 27, 2019 at 10:22 AM
Subject: [#instawithintent] Day 2 - Increase that Reach! 📈
To: João <joaoa.dsilva2019@gmail.com>
From: Alex Tooby <hello@alextooby.com>
Date: Tue, Aug 27, 2019 at 10:22 AM
Subject: [#instawithintent] Day 2 - Increase that Reach! 📈
To: João <joaoa.dsilva2019@gmail.com>
Hamlet, Act III, Scene I [To be, or not to be]
To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.—Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd.
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.—Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd.
Alex Tooby
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Scrolled to the bottom? Today we aren't posting but we are utilizing our stories to increase our engagement! Click here to watch the video instructions for day 2 so you know exactly what to do!
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