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$1M in annual revenue, B2B sales, SOC 2, resellers, grow team, and other updates in November 2024.
All the details about the process and the cost of getting SOC 2
Traveled to Bali and Sydney, some updates on Typing Mind, and a new product.
I sold Xnapper, here is a quick update about the acquisition details
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Just hunted Boxo AI on Product Hunt which offers a key missing puzzle piece for mobile app developers
Suppose you host your podcast on a platform like Libsyn or Podbean. What happens if you decide to switch podcast platforms? You already gave everyone a RSS URL that pointed to your old platform. For example Libsyn gives your podcast an RSS URL like this: https://feeds.libsyn.com/12345/rss When you submitted your podcast to Apple Podcasts and shared your RSS URL with your listeners, you pointed them directly to your podcast platform.
Looking back on the last four years, what worked, what didn't.
For the past few months, I’ve been working on a book called Refactoring English: Effective Writing for Software Developers. I didn’t want to spend a year writing the book only to find out that nobody wants to buy it, so I ran a one-month pre-order sale on Kickstarter. I structured the project so that if I didn’t hit $5k in pre-orders, the project would be canceled, and I’d walk away with nothing.
I always think that I’ll be happy when everything is running smoothly. When X visitors are flowing in, conversions are steady, the app works flawlessly, and revenue is predictable. But that’s not life. And nor is business. Life is messy. And there’s no such thing as perfect. At least, not the version of "perfect" I have in my head. Messy is the perfection. Every chaotic piece, every moving part, somehow coming together to make it work. Look at our bodies: an intricate mess of cells, signals, and systems, all in constant motion, working toward a common goal. What's more, nothing runs in a chronological order. That's only our perception. Things are constantly out of sync. Dancing in the background. Building our simple reality. I want to embrace this more. The unpredictability, the imperfection. The beautiful and disorderly relentless mess of it all. I don't want inbox zero. I don't want to have my life in order. I want to let go more. Not hold the beautiful bird on my hand every so tightly that I squeeze the bejesus out of it. Do more. Do less. Whatever. Live as it comes. PS: I wish I lived more like my writing above.
