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Publishing Posts Using Word

I’m sure I’m the last one to find this out, but you can now post your entries from Word, using the Blogger add-in. I know that some of you have lost some posts in the past when using the online method, so this should definitely come as a tonic. The only drawback is that you can’t include images (yet.)

I’ve published a few posts this way and it works really well. You can find it somewhere on the Blogger website!

Comments

Just said…
Hi T.

I usually make the post in an editor and copy/paste it into Blogger. I read about the Word plugin and it really sounds great.
The Scribbler said…
For some strange reason, I can publish from Word but not edit existing blogs, even though the option in present in the plug-in.

Saying that, I don't tend to re-edit former blogs unless I read them and find typos!

If you do make mistakes in the current post, you have the facility to update a newer (i.e. spell-checked!) version using the plug-in.
I write in word and then copy and paste into blogger... it only takes two seconds and I'm gonna keep doing it this way. Stubborn... I know...
The Scribbler said…
Phew NJ and I thought I was the only person who didn't know about it. Glad to be of assistance!

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