A daily email reader says:
You silver tongued devil child….
Although I am a lurker jerker to your internet presence, I have never actually purchased any of your products, yours is the only email I actually look forward to receiving.
However because of the good shit you giveaway free, ie your emails, you have revolutionised the way I write my copy.
No longer am I handcuffed to crappy content, no more rigor mortis inducing research.
My own inner silver tongue slithers over the keyboard now when writing.
Ironically the next email I received after yours was entitled email marketing is dead – long live SMS marketing, or some shit like that.
As you can imagine I snorted my tea quite loudly through my nose whilst a small stain of enjoyment spread across my jeans…..at once I unsubscribed from such malarkey and felt compelled to type this waffle to you.
Keep the good shit coming, one day I shall purchase some of your goodness and line your pockets…
Until that day……
I am always (without exception) amused by the death of email subject lines.
The irony alone is worth the price of admission.
It’s also fun to read because it is so blatantly desperate and overdone — the death of Internet marketing, the death of print sales letters, the death of social media, the death of this, the death of that…
They can keep thinking email is dead, and I’ll keep making a living off it.
And on that note, if email is your bag, check out my “Email Players” newsletter. It shows you how to write emails people *like* reading and buying from. With my wicked ways you aren’t an annoying pest, you’re a welcome guest.
Actually, I take that back.
To freebie seekers and parasites you’ll be an annoying pest.
But who cares what they think anyway?
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