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Should I migrate to Facebook

I am thinking if I should switch to using a Facebook page instead. 

Pros
- Easier to follow, to be followed. The Blogger 'follow' functionality is not as user-friendly. 
- Tagging. Able to tag people easily, so those who are mentioned in a post would receive an instant notification. 
- Easier to manage. Same login details as my personal Facebook profile (though the 'administrator' of a Page would not be shown on the Page). I check my Facebook ten thousand times a day, the Facebook app is updated constantly on smartphones. 

Cons
- Everyone who reads my blog now has a Facebook account, but most would not be comfortable posting comments, liking the Page using their personal Facebook account. 
- Cannot easily move the old posts across to Facebook. There is an option to 'backdate' posts, but I can only backdate posts to the date the Page is created, nothing earlier than Page creation date. 

Option 1: Don't move
Option 2: Move. 
Option 3: Middle ground solution. Keep this blog. Publish new posts there? But I prefer having everything at the same place. 

What should i DO? 

Comments

  1. But what makes you have the thought to have a Facebook page? Why didn't you just continue to blog here?

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    1. Coz of the pros listed above? Every time I get a comment, I get notified via email, then I have to log in on blogspot to reply.

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  2. why not both?




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