Hi, I’m Margo Aaron, winner of many participation trophies and writer of no New York Times best-selling books.
I’m on a mission to rid the internet of lazy content and put smart people back in charge. Join me?
I hate my inbox. At any given moment, I have 647 unread messages from people who want something from me. Not just email. It’s Facebook Messenger. Slack channels. SnapChat. Twitter. Text messages. My tombstone is going to read: Here lies Margo, died of trying to respond in a timely manner to all the incoming requests (…)
Every night around 11PM a weird voice goes off in my head. It says the same thing each night: “I’m sorry, do you think you earned the luxury of going to bed at 11PM? Is your business where it should be? NO. NO, IT ISN’T. STEP UP YOUR GAME. WAKE TF BACK UP!! HUSTLE TIME!” (…)
I have no idea what the secrets are behind an 8-figure launch. But the fact that you assumed I did illustrates a point about human psychology I want to talk about today: our belief that other people know things we don’t. It’s why offering a “peek behind the curtain” is so darn compelling. We want (…)
How long should your content be? Email. Blog post. Sales page. Instagram caption. What’s the right length? That’s the most common question I get asked about writing. (The next question is “how often?”) Every successful writer and copywriter will tell you the same thing: Content needs to be as long as necessary to convey the message. (…)
It was 1PM in the afternoon when she called. She was upset. Her boss undermined her authority again. He’d gone on a verbally abusive Slack rant, disrespected her in front of her entire staff, and continued to doubt her expertise. Naturally, she needed to vent. She had 10 minutes during her lunch break, so she called (…)
You know that feeling of standing in your closet filled with clothes, but you have nothing to wear? Most people believe that feeling is the brainchild of evil of branding and marketing experts conspiring to make you addicted to wanting more stuff. Trust me, marketers wish they could dupe you into buying things you don’t want. Heck, I’d (…)