Why And How To Communicate With Newsletter Subscribers (So They Don’t Yawn Or Delete)

Why And How To Communicate With Newsletter Subscribers (So They Don’t Yawn Or Delete)

In this day and age, there’s probably a million ways to talk to your clients, so you’re probably wondering: “Jay, what’s so special about an email list?

 Why can’t I just use social media?

Word of mouth is working for me AOK, I don’t need to bend over backwards emailing a whole lot of folk who haven’t even hired me yet.

Plus, I don’t even know where to start with how to communicate with newsletter subscribers.

Plus, I have 8 of them.

Really. EIGHT.”

OK, OK. Yep, I get it. It seems like a bit too much hard work, a touch too much direct salesy, and what the heck do you talk about into the void? What if no one responds? Why are email lists important anyway?

Because, lovely one, you want to keep the ones you have, rather than just have them.

That might sound a bit convoluted, so let me explain what I mean.

In this day and age, there’s probably a million ways to talk to your clients, so you’re probably wondering: “Jay, what’s so special about an email list?

 Why can’t I just use social media?

Word of mouth is working for me AOK, I don’t need to bend over backwards emailing a whole lot of folk who haven’t even hired me yet.

Plus, I don’t even know where to start with how to communicate with newsletter subscribers.

Plus, I have 8 of them.

Really. EIGHT.”

OK, OK. Yep, I get it. It seems like a bit too much hard work, a touch too much direct salesy, and what the heck do you talk about into the void? What if no one responds? Why are email lists important anyway?

Because, lovely one, you want to keep the ones you have, rather than just have them.

That might sound a bit convoluted, so let me explain what I mean.

OK, so let’s play pretend for a second.

Tomorrow Facebook closes down.

(Feel that tremor in your heart?)

Yep – Mark Zuckerberg packs up his bags and moves to New Zealand to become a sheep herder. Facebook is over. Overnight, you’ve lost all of your Facebook followers*.

You might be saying;

but Jay, there’s still Instagram and Twitter, I have plenty of followers!’

Yes – but not all of them are going to cross platforms.

Let’s face it: there’s a lot of stuff on the Internet and a lot of people vying for attention.

Users these days have a pretty short attention span. We’re deliciously spoiled for choice. Just because you hook them on Facebook doesn’t mean they’re going to take the time to go to Twitter and Instagram and find you there, too.

In many cases, they’ll ‘Like’ your page and keep scrolling, and forget about you by the time they’re on Instagram. And who can blame them? There are a million things to which a user can pay attention and most of them polished and fabulous.

The problem is, if you lose a social media account, this might be the case – you might stand to lose a lot of followers.

So while Facebook is active, you have followers.

You want to keep them in case Facebook tanks tomorrow. And the best way to do that it via email. Even if Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram all go down tomorrow, most (if not all) of your followers will still have their email address.

*You might be saying ‘no way, Facebook isn’t going anywhere!’. Yes, and that’s what people were saying about Myspace and Livejournal. What? You don’t have a Myspace or Livejournal? That’s okay, nobody does anymore because those sites went the way of the Dodo, and practically overnight.

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Sorry about all the cats, but they’re bored of being asked to subscribe to newsletters with no meaty incentive. 

There’s another element as well.

How many emails do you think your followers receive in a given day? Let’s say 100.

Now, how many Twitter updates do you think they see in a day? 1000, maybe more?

Even though you’re addressing the same number of people, you’re going to have better luck standing out against 100 than 1000!

Plus, there’s all this research to show how the act of giving an email address take the relationship to a new level of trust. But we’re moving into strategy here, which isn’t my gig so much. I focus on the part where we turn the new subscriber into a loyal advocate.

Now that you know WHY it’s important, it’s time to explore HOW to make an email list. It’s easy as pie.

How To Get Started

Step 1: You can do this the old-fashioned way. You can copy-and-paste all of your subscribers into a mass email every time you send one out. (Um. No! You can’t really, as it’s against anti-spam laws in Australia and in various places around the world.)

Or, you can outsource the whole ‘keeping track’ bit to a convenient website. All you have to do is write the email, and it’ll automatically go to all of your subscribers!

I use Mailchimp. Mailchimp is totally free for your first 2000 subscribers or until you get confident enough with it to start really making it work for you (with added benefits), at which point it will start costing money.

Let me tell you something: if you have 2000 subscribers, your email list is probably paying for itself.

Mailchimp is one of the more popular ones, but there are a bunch available. Just search ‘email subscription services’ and find one that you like.

Step 2: Create an ‘Opt In’ (or a Landing Page). An opt in  is simply the spot where your new friend gives you his or her information. If you’re putting an opt in landing page on a website, there are four places you’ll want to put it: in the top header, along the sidebar or in the footer, on your About Me page, and on a popup. You know, one of those ‘but wait!’ popups that appear when you’re about to leave the page. (Not one of those in your face things that whams itself into your consciousness as soon as you get onto the page!)

You now have something to which you can direct new users. Make sure you pimp your awesome new landing page on social media (turn those followers into subscribers!).

One thing you may want to consider: ask for as little information as possible.

Most of the time it’s just name and email. If your users feel like they’re filling out a mortgage application instead of an email list, you’re going to have a tough time getting subscribers.

Step 3: Offer a lead magnet. Quid pro quo in action!

Don’t just ask for emails, offer something in return.

This is exceptionally important. Because no one really wants to “subscribe to your email list” just because. In fact, most days many of us want to blow up our inboxes, just to see the emails fry.

  • Are you a writer? Offer the first chapter of your book for free.
  • Offering a product? Offer a 25% off coupon.
  • Have a great service? Offer a free trial for signing up.

In short, you want to create a situation where your new friend is giving you their email, and you’re giving them something in return. And make it a good something. 

Step 4: A ‘thank you’ page. Good manners are always appreciated! You want a ‘thank you’ page just to thank your new friend for their email, and to assure them that their lead magnet (free chapter, coupon, etc) is on its way.

Step 5: A welcome email. Just a quick note to say ‘hi’ and to deliver whatever it was that you promised they would receive in exchange for their email.

There you have it! A fairly basic guide to the creation of a subscribers list. There are a lot of juicy content options at every one of these steps, but to get going you’ve got to start. So, get cracking.

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Jay Crisp Crow

Yep, really my name

If you’re here for the intuitive mix of done-for-you, make-you-cry copy or you want to learn all my secrets so you can DIY like a pro; sister, you’re in the right place. I’m a copywriter, editor, and copy consultant and coach for businesswomen ready to move away from the boring as bat poop churning out of content. Words that sound the same as everyone else’s. Bah humbug! I am terrible at writing my own blogs but smashing at writing for clients. I live in the Hills of Perth, WA, and work with women around the world through the technologically spiffy powers of t’internet. Yay for that!

Why I Can’t Meet You For a Quick Business Coffee

Why I Can’t Meet You For a Quick Business Coffee

I am roaring through my inbox (still haven’t taken the time to set up the email filters like my business coach has taught me to), trying to maximise my writing time while handling incoming emails, upgrading my proposal document, and carefully scheduling every moment of my Google calendar for maximum efficiency.

I have my social media automated. I have my alarm set for every 20 minutes so I can stretch my troublesome dance injury. My kids email me during work hours because they know I put my phone in another room to have uninterrupted writing time.

Then; it arrives.

The “quick chat over coffee” request.

And I’m torn.

Because it’s not as if I don’t want to have coffee with you, or anyone else. It’s not like I relish being in my own company from 8am – 4.23pm exactly when the kids get off the bus. Some days I don’t speak to one living soul during that time. Plus, I love chai lattes.

It’s just that, this week alone, I’ve been asked for seven “quick coffee chats”.

SEVEN.

Early in my solopreneur career, I would pursue these kinds of meetings with raw enthusiasm. After all, shouldn’t I be grateful for the opportunity to pitch? And it wasn’t like I was giving up hours of my time to be able to help out someone else. They needed me.

Only, it is hours.

Let’s break it down:

If I did go on those seven coffee business dates this week, including travel and prep time, that’s about 10 hours. Even at discounted fees, that’s nearly three grand of caffeinated billable time. And with a family to feed, two teenagers in school and one kindergartener that is planning a breeding program of his toy dinosaurs (so, of course, now he needs two of each), and my concrete billable hours at around 20 a week, that’s simply not sensible.

You see, my time is precious.

As is yours.

Not just in monetary terms. Ask any grandparent what they’ve learned in life and they’ll probably wax lyrical about the time they spent pursuing their life’s passion, and the moments shared with friends and loved ones.

You won’t hear them say, “I sure wish I had said yes to more of those coffee meeting invitations.”

If you were inviting me to coffee to see if you wanted to hire me, my approach actually works in your favour, too. I flourish at home with my laptop and my words, brainstorming and exploding with ideas and poring over various concepts, approaches, branding stories and voices – all to write the kind of copy that leaps off the screen and grabs your reader by whatever part of the reader is appropriate to grab in terms of your brand.

It’s my gig.

What that kind of focus takes is intense, uninterrupted, single-minded application.

For me to be able to put this stuff together; to string words into powerful phrases and craft text that gets the right message across, but with nuance and style, that costs something. Meeting for coffee just means less time for me to be in “the zone”.

Even if I know you are sincere in your intentions and even if I did really want to hang out with you and hear about your project ideas, or sell you myself, or consider the clients you wanted to send my way, I know that in order to be productive and deliver on the current projects I have committed to, 99% of the time, I’m going to have to say no.

And really, if you want to see my stuff, I have a website.

In fact, I now have two.

It has a boat load of words on it. It showcases testimonials from clients and links to the copy I created for them. You’ll see that they say that I have an intuitive ability to write as them, ensuring their brand message is en pointe but still sounds like they do in conversation. As an editor once said when hiring me; “I’ve read your website and I want that writer.” Heck, isn’t that why we create websites?

Nixing coffee business chats also reduces my costs. How?

You, as a client, aren’t paying an excess for me swanning about eating cake with other potential clients.

When you hire me, you pay exactly what I am worth including what I need to keep my business running. And that’s it. I’m not an agency; there are no inflated overheads or enormous minimum spends required. I’m the buck stops here girl.

These days, I work a Skype call product into many of my larger packages. Because I know that people who don’t love to write won’t want to email me three pages of their ideas. And I’m more than happy to have coffee over Skype. I’ll even change into a proper top, and you won’t get to see my jim jam bottoms. (Can’t do that in a café!)

This strategy allows me to assist a tonne more folk than I could do if I had to personally meet with everyone.

Since accepting that I am naturally a teacher and working copy coaching into my repertoire, Skype sessions work really well for those people who are continuing to upskill their own writing and who just need a keen pair of eyes and a word-nerd brain to help them through the quagmire.

When I set up my business, I purposefully left myself some time to upgrade my learning but also to work on what I call “love jobs”. This year love jobbing has involved donating time to teach local women in business to communicate more effectively over social media, raffling off hours of myself to help thousands of dollars for the Harry Perkins Institute, rewrote website copy for a community group to raise funds for a public open space, consulted with a child-protection start-up, and launched two website and social media platforms to tell the stories that need to be told.

So, please don’t think I’m a greedy guts. I’m happy to give away my time for a great cause.

And even though I am naturally introverted, I still slap on some lippy and change out of my PJs to attend networking events and community functions, if nothing else to remind myself I am a real business person and not just a set of fingers connected to a story lovin’ brain.

Finally, I to and fro because I worry that this practice makes me *gasp* selfish.

How DARE I not agree to meet people who may want to pay me money, in the long term. Who do I think I AM?

Then, I come back to this realisation. The one that took me six years of single mothering, thirteen years of corporate communicating, and 600 days of fly by the seat of my pants empire building to arrive at.

Being a little bit selfish for the greater good is AOK.

And, just when you’re thinking I am an anti-social, introverted, Class A snobbikins; here’s a promise for you:

I won’t meet you for coffee, but I will have a glass of champagne (or whiskey) with you. Once the content I’ve crafted for you has been worked into your brand and you launch it with resounding success, then I’ll make time to celebrate. 

How do you handle business boundaries? Do you factor in meeting times or solidly side step the whole shebang? Do you think, as women, we find it harder to say no?

Maybe there’s a better way to do it and I’m missing something. Tell me about it!

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Jay Crisp Crow

Yep, really my name

If you’re here for the intuitive mix of done-for-you, make-you-cry copy or you want to learn all my secrets so you can DIY like a pro; sister, you’re in the right place. I’m a copywriter, editor, and copy consultant and coach for businesswomen ready to move away from the boring as bat poop churning out of content. Words that sound the same as everyone else’s. Bah humbug! I am terrible at writing my own blogs but smashing at writing for clients. I live in the Hills of Perth, WA, and work with women around the world through the technologically spiffy powers of t’internet. Yay for that!

A Blog About A Bikini, and, well, Love

A Blog About A Bikini, and, well, Love

Before I began Crisp Crow Communications, I wrote an anonymous blog for a year. I didn’t tell anyone I was publishing, I just wanted to gauge if people would even read what I wrote, and if they’d like it.

This blog piece had an outstanding response. I guess it resonated with some people.

Rocking What You’ve Got – A Blog About a Bikini, and, well, Love.

Those of you who are mates with me IRL (ahh.. that’s In Real Life for readers without teenagers) may have read my social media posts or heard me tequila-ey slur (in one particular instance) about my campaign to be kinder to myself this year.

I’ve been on a hate campaign diet since I began professionally dancing at 11 years old.

We moved from Sydney to Perth and I began dancing at a studio that held the contract for the State Basketball Team cheer squad. I wanted in. God, I wanted in so badly I could taste it.

Which is fortunate, because for the entirety of my pro cheerleader career, that’s about all I tasted.

During my first cheer class, the teacher took my mother aside and told her I was simply too fat. So fat. I was a size 12. And so it began.

My daughter turned 12 last year and all of a sudden I am noticing something about the vocabulary I use when speaking about my body.

It’s pretty awful.

In fact, if it was a friend talking like that about me, I would ditch them.

My husband says “God, you’re gorgeous in that dress. Look at that booty”, I say “Don’t be ridiculous, I’m SO FAT.”

My son says “Come swimming with me Mama. Come RIGHT NOW!” (because he’s three and everything has to happen immediately) and I say “OK then… God I hate these bathers. Why am I SO FAT?”

My daughter asks “Do you want to come for a walk with me and the dog?” and I say “Gosh, yes, I really should, because I am SO FAT.”

The theme of this self-talk has been mind numbingly similar since I was 12:

Don’t eat that sandwich. You’re SO FAT.

You’d better get to the gym today. You’re SO FAT.

Wear something more sensible. You’re SO FAT.

Ridiculously, I was a size 10 from the time I was 12 until I was 16.

Now, at 38, I really am fat.

And I’m bored of hating myself about it.

Because I’m also freaking glorious! And clever, and an award winning copywriter, and a mother to amazing humans, and a successful wife, who makes her swooning husband insanely happy, and a good friend, and I can tap dance like a demon and I bleeding love lemon meringue pie, for goodness sake.

I don’t know where the battle with my weight will finish or who the victor might be.  And it’s not as if I’m giving up killing off a good 20 kilos, it’s just that I’m boring when I’m hating on myself all the time.

I mean, look at this fantastical creation!

It’s doing ok for all the damage I’ve wreaked upon it, mainly in the name of weight loss. The now-illegal diet pills, the eating of paper and obsessively working out, the lap band and consequent starvation. Doing 6 hours of dance a day and then it not being enough, running home the last five kilometres. Trying every weight loss over the counter medication under the sun (does anyone remember that fat liquidising one? I have nightmares.)

It’s all taken its toll. But here travels my body, luscious and soft in the dark, still holding up its end of the bargain.

So, now I’m trying a new tactic:

Love.

In this vein, and with rounds of applause from my children and inappropriate behaviour from aforementioned husband I let my darling beloved buy me a bikini yesterday during our weekend away.

I’ve worn it in public. Twice.

Once at the hotel swimming pool – which didn’t really count as it was 6.30 in the evening and we were only sharing the facilities with a naked toddler and someone’s Gran.

Then today also at one of Perth’s busiest swimming spots during our first really warm weekends of the season.

(For anyone who has ever been not confident about getting their kit off and walking that long, long walk between towel and water, you’ll know what a big deal it was to strip off my dress and walk calmly into the sea.)

Guess what happened?

Absolutely nothing.

The world did not cease to turn. No Japanese fishing boats tried to harpoon me. No one even darn well blinked. And my husband smiled the whole time.

It was a really lovely swim… And something I maybe would have missed out on back (last month) when I wasn’t actively pursuing a love affair with myself.

So fat. So what?

This blog also appears on Huffington Post. You can read and leave comments on any of my HuffPost articles here.

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Jay Crisp Crow

Yep, really my name

If you’re here for the intuitive mix of done-for-you, make-you-cry copy or you want to learn all my secrets so you can DIY like a pro; sister, you’re in the right place. I’m a copywriter, editor, and copy consultant and coach for businesswomen ready to move away from the boring as bat poop churning out of content. Words that sound the same as everyone else’s. Bah humbug! I am terrible at writing my own blogs but smashing at writing for clients. I live in the Hills of Perth, WA, and work with women around the world through the technologically spiffy powers of t’internet. Yay for that!

Vulnerability in Business (Go #teamcrispycrow)

Vulnerability in Business (Go #teamcrispycrow)

I read a really thought-provoking article on Anxiety in Business last week and how it’s hardly acknowledged. The article lead me on a merry trip down the rabbit hole of Google to read a few more. There seems to be a distinct lack of conversation about emotional and mental well-being in business. If business is really just people, why don’t we talk about this vulnerability?

I then amused myself for a whole few minutes imagining all the things I would say if this kind of truthful conversation actually happened in business meetings;

“Gosh, I am both terrified of you and this job”

“Actually, I cannot wait for you to hand over those reigns because it is so obvious to everyone but you that you are doing it wrong and I just hope I can fix it for you so it doesn’t look like I’ve failed”

“Am I sure? Well, I’ve second guessed every decision I’ve made today, so probably not”

During transition periods; the start of your new business, the franchise of your company, the hiring of new staff, that anxiety increases. I know how that feels. I have months and months of my nights, weekends and family time wrapped up in these first few months of this business. That ‘sweat equity’ only grows as time goes by, right alongside the level of worry.

If you are a business that employs other people, a certain level of truth about mental well-being may also be an important consideration. According to Beyond Blue, one in five Australian employees takes time off from work due to feeling mentally unwell. This costs Australian business an estimated $10.9 billion annually. Ten. Billion. Surely that’s amount alone is worth starting a conversation for?

Financial issues are going to be a concern for any small business person. There it is. This is a truth. I am not a numbers person at all but even I can promise you that. Here’s what we do about it:

Breathe. Commiserate. It’s the same for all of us.

Managing people is right up there with cash flow issues for causing small business owners anxiety. I worked as a manager for a hot minute in my role as employee and I have to tell you, it was bleeding terrible. Not only are you responsible for the outcomes of those working below you, but also their conduct, their productivity and here’s the worst bit – their job satisfaction. My time as manager was the unhappiest time I have ever had in the workforce. I’ve found I work much more productively with people, rather than being someone’s direct line manager. For starters, I can’t bear to see something done repeatedly badly, so I just take that role on myself. I really take my hat off to those of you who run businesses who employ staff and think you guys could do with all the help you can get. Beyond Blue reports that more than half of Australian business leaders admit they do not know how to tackle mental health issues in the workplace. Maybe it’s time we looked at that?

Compartmentalising is also tough for small business owners.

I pride myself on being pretty good at wearing different hats. Over the years I have been in some pretty tricky spots; being on the School Board of Executives to effectively manage my own boss was an interesting structure that required a certain level of hat whipping on and off at any given time. I’ve never had the kind of jobs that are left at the office and now running a small business from home is testing my powers of compartmentalisation heavily. I know I am not succeeding the way I’d initially hoped when my two year old’s most repeated phrases are “put down your phone” or “no, close your ‘puter”. (He also often says “I love cake” in a dreamy and hopeful voice).

Separating yourself from your small business is just so, so hard. I have a dear and long-time friend that runs a very successful salon in the local area. I can count on one hand the amount of times we have managed to get together in the last two months. When we do, we inevitably talk about business. The other aspects of our lives – the children who have known each other since they were babies, our husbands, our lives – these get pushed into the ‘incidentals’ category.

In my case I’ve added to this mix a long term illness that is currently managed with lots of healthy living and a reduction of stressful situations. Sorry, what? Yes, I know that starting my own business is probably not the stress-free lifestyle my Doctor recommended. But there’s something to be said for following your dreams that must be considered too.

Anyone who has met me may attest to the fact that I am pretty excitable. Because I become devoted new projects so heavily, I tend to create an openness that isn’t so protective of myself. There’s a vulnerability that’s required of writers, of designers and artists that cannot be armoured. It’s an interesting mix for a business.

So, I am tackling each new day and each new project with a deep breath and a very, very honest and self evaluating conversation with myself. I also remind myself early that it may not end up being the client of my dreams, nor the project I envisioned.

Not everyone will love everything I do. Not everyone will want to hire me. Sometimes, I will be usurped or replaced. Sometimes, I won’t have the capacity or the time or the resources to take on the project. Especially now, at the beginning, that is probably going to sting.

I find it helps to remember why I began. How I can help. What I am offering. It helps to remember that larger companies than mine have put their trust in me and come up roses. It helped to read article upon article about how business people deal with anxiety every meeting, every interview, every day.

It helps to put on my virtual pom poms in my own head and give myself a cheer.

Go ‪#‎teamcrispycrow

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Jay Crisp Crow

Yep, really my name

If you’re here for the intuitive mix of done-for-you, make-you-cry copy or you want to learn all my secrets so you can DIY like a pro; sister, you’re in the right place. I’m a copywriter, editor, and copy consultant and coach for businesswomen ready to move away from the boring as bat poop churning out of content. Words that sound the same as everyone else’s. Bah humbug! I am terrible at writing my own blogs but smashing at writing for clients. I live in the Hills of Perth, WA, and work with women around the world through the technologically spiffy powers of t’internet. Yay for that!