| | | Hey hey hey It’s Francis here. Get ready for this one... In front of you is the Monday Business edition of The Nomad Newsletter. Today is all about sharing business ideas, tips, and resources to help you earn an income while working & traveling the world. Usually, I send you a bunch of links on a variety of topics, but today I’m doing something different. I’m gonna zero in on ONE specific job/skill I think you’ll love. Why will you love it? Well, because it’s what I do, and I LOVE IT SO MUCH. It’s literally changed my life. And if you keep reading today’s newsletter, then I’ll share why you’ll feel the same and how you can begin your journey, too — even if you have ZERO experience. I mean that. I’ve personally known non-native English speakers and people who consider themselves horrible writers pick up this skill and earn an extra $1k - $5k/month within just a few weeks and months. (results vary, let’s be real) So, what is this mystery skill I and so many others do that fuels our nomadic adventures? Well, it’s none other than email copywriting. In today’s Monday Business Edition, I’ll breakdown: ✍ What Is Email Copywriting? 👉🏻 Why Is It The Perfect Nomadic Job/Freelance Business? 💵 How Much Can You Earn? 🧑🏻 How Freelance Email Copywriting Changed My Life 🧑🏾🤝🧑🏻 People Who Helped Me Become A Freelance Email Copywriter (And Can Help You, Too) *many links* ...this email hits pretty close to home. I mean, IT IS what I do while writing this newsletter and when I do client work. Seriously, if you’re following The Nomad because you want to learn more about nomad business ideas — then you’re in for a treat. And if you already have a business, that’s fine. Because I’ll share how writing emails can earn you an extra income while leveraging business assets you already have. Okay. Enough small talk. Let’s dive right in. ___________________ What The Heck Is Email Copywriting?? I think I answer this question in real-life, probably 5x a week. Straight up: Email copywriting is the skill of writing persuasive content to sell a product or service via email. **Check out my interview w/ The World Wanderers about the basics of starting your freelance email copywriting business** Email copy is what you read when you opt-in to get a freebie and get a sequence of emails usually sharing info about the company… ...and eventually selling you to buy a product, join a training, or wherever the call-to-action may be. (hell, what you’re reading RIGHT NOW is email copy — and I’m just writing what’s on the top of my head) Look at your inbox — you see those thousands of emails? People, like me, had to write those. We are email copywriters. You should be one, too. But why? ___________________ Why Is It The Perfect Nomadic Job/Freelance Business? When I say freelance email copywriting is a gold mine for freelancers and aspiring digital nomads, I really mean it Let’s look at the facts, shall we? ● First, there’s massive opportunities — Did you actually think email is dead? Hell nah. Email is BACK, baby. Businesses in EVERY NICHE are using email marketing to grow.
From e-commerce, coaching, dentists, dating, roofing, survival, parenting, traveling, real estate, and literally everyone in between are email to get more close more sales. (hell, even Donald Trump & Joe Biden went HEAVY with email to fund their campaigns)
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Really. Go ahead and search “email copywriting jobs” you’ll find tens of thousands just for today alone. More jobs will rise by next week. Guaranteed.
Not to mention, a lot of digital nomad business owners NEED email copy…
So meeting people in coliving spaces or events could be a great way to earn clients and make more money. ● Second, writing emails is really fun and easy — I won’t get into the nuances and principles of copywriting today. But I’ll say this:
If I had a nickel every time someone told me they didn’t want to write an entire long form sales page or website then I’d be a rich man in a mansion in the Italian Alps. With email, you only need to write 30 - 500 words to finish. And even 500 words is pushing it. While many sales page writers take days, or even weeks, to finish...email copywriters may only need an hour or two to get the job done.
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Hell, if you’re a fast writer, like me, you can finish in 20 minutes flat.
That’s why it’s the perfect nomad job, too. Because you can finish a sequence in a day or so and get paid really well — giving you the time to see the sights and enjoy your time in cities you visit. That’s what I do. All you have to do is use a template or formula and you can finish writing emails at a ridiculously fast speed. (if you’re keen on finding out what templates I use, then let me know) I know you think it sounds good, but let’s get to what you really want to know… Let’s talk about money. ___________________ How Much Can You Earn As A Nomadic Freelance Email Copywriter?
I’ll be honest... There’s MASSIVE earning potential — A good email writer can make anywhere from $100 to $1,000 for a single email. Yeah, that’s ONE EMAIL. An email that may take them 30 minutes to 2 hours to write. Consider the math:
An average physician in the US makes about $100/hour. If you charge a fee of $250 for an email, and it takes you 2 hours to write, then you just made $125 an hour. Congrats, you’re now making more than a doctor — without spending years in university or putting yourself in thousands in student loan debt. But let’s say you don’t mind working a few hours a day or aren’t ready to charge $300 for an email. There are countless remote marketing agencies and businesses who’ll happily pay you $1k to $5k month to write daily emails for them. That’s a few emails a day, and all you have to do is write them. ___________________ Freelance Email Copywriting Has Changed My Life — Here’s How I’ve been a freelance email copywriter for only a short time. 3.5 years. It’s not very long, but after making the decision to dedicate myself to the journey, my business and life scaled. I’ve had the honor to work with top-tier marketing agencies, writing for some of the biggest brands in the world, and helping 6-9 figure businesses grow with email. In doing so, I found a freedom I never thought possible. I get to do what I love: writing. And it fuels the other thing I love to do: traveling. I only focus 3-5 hours maximum on client work. And I haven’t made less than $10,000/month in over 2 years. That’s not to brag, either. I just want to show you what’s possible. With email copywriting, I’ve traveled to dozens of countries and felt freedom I never knew I could have. **Disclaimer: the road wasn’t easy all the time and I’m 200% dedicated to the people I work with. This ain’t no slouch job/get-rich-quick thing, homie** I personally know people from all over the world who use email copywriting as their main income. These are people whose third language is English and have thriving freelance careers in spite of that. With email copy, literally anything is possible. And that’s why I think it’s one of the best digital nomad jobs. What do you think? ___________________ People Who Helped Me Become A Freelance Email Copywriter (And Can Help You, Too)
● Pauline Longdon — One of Australia’s best copywriters and one of my favorite mentors ever. ● Chris Orzechowski — He has so many awesome resources for copywriters, it’s stupid. Just Google him.
● Linda Perry — Literally the greatest mindset coach. ‘Nuff said. ● Matthew Volkwyn — I didn’t personally learn from Matthew, but he has one of the coolest copywriting programs I’ve ever seen. He’s a good dude, too. ___________________ Alrighty. That’s all I got for you today, but I hope you enjoyed it. Do you have any questions about becoming a freelance email copywriter? Feel free to respond back to this email and hit me up. I plan on doing a live training soon and I’d love to have your feedback to make it as helpful as possible. I hope you have a good Monday and start to your week. Be good to yourself, Francis “Email” Nayan The Nomad Newsletter |
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| | Ignore the following text. It’s random & only here to improve delivery. It helped her understand all of the little things I do for her that I thought she was too young to notice. But now she says "thank you" more often, which really brings a smile to my face. I already know that this book is going to help her grow up to be a kind, grateful young lady!!" Thanks again for this book and I hope you can share this message with other mothers like me so they can read it to their kids." - Jenny Now, that's an incredible story! A Mother's Love is certainly one of my favorites, too, because of all the messages I get like this one. Click the button below to take a look inside A Mother's Love: It's about an interesting creature... a lonely Yeti, who's living in the snowy mountains all by herself, hoping for some company... Here goes: "If you're looking for some fun, or maybe even a friend, go up to the mountain to the path's end. There you'll find the Yeti, who lives all alone. She'll make you feel welcome in her snow-covered home. So pack up your gear, go slow and steady, the fun's just begun because the Yeti is ready!" This fun poem is from a new book called The Yeti Is Ready... And it's given my kids a new perspective on friendship & acceptance!" Click the red button below to take a look inside The Yeti Is Ready: You will rejoice to hear that no disaster has accompanied the commencement of an enterprise which you have regarded with such evil forebodings. I arrived here yesterday, and my first task is to assure my sister of my welfare and increasing confidence in the success of my undertaking. I am already far north of London, and as I walk in the streets of Petersburgh, I feel a cold northern breeze play upon my cheeks, which braces my nerves and fills me with delight. Do you understand this feeling? This breeze, which has travelled from the regions towards which I am advancing, gives me a foretaste of those icy climes. Inspirited by this wind of promise, my daydreams become more fervent and vivid. I try in vain to be persuaded that the pole is the seat of frost and desolation; it ever presents itself to my imagination as the region of beauty and delight. There, Margaret, the sun is for ever visible, its broad disk just skirting the horizon and diffusing a perpetual splendour. There—for with your leave, my sister, I will put some trust in preceding navigators—there snow and frost are banished; and, sailing over a calm sea, we may be wafted to a land surpassing in wonders and in beauty every region hitherto discovered on the habitable globe. Its productions and features may be without example, as the phenomena of the heavenly bodies undoubtedly are in those undiscovered solitudes. What may not be expected in a country of eternal light? I may there discover the wondrous power which attracts the needle and may regulate a thousand celestial observations that require only this voyage to render their seeming eccentricities consistent for ever. I shall satiate my ardent curiosity with the sight of a part of the world never before visited, and may tread a land never before imprinted by the foot of man. These are my enticements, and they are sufficient to conquer all fear of danger or death and to induce me to commence this laborious voyage with the joy a child feels when he embarks in a little boat, with his holiday mates, on an expedition of discovery up his native river. But supposing all these conjectures to be false, you cannot contest the inestimable benefit which I shall confer on all mankind, to the last generation, by discovering a passage near the pole to those countries, to reach which at present so many months are requisite; or by ascertaining the secret of the magnet, which, if at all possible, can only be effected by an undertaking such as mine. These reflections have dispelled the agitation with which I began my letter, and I feel my heart glow with an enthusiasm which elevates me to heaven, for nothing contributes so much to tranquillise the mind as a steady purpose—a point on which the soul may fix its intellectual eye. This expedition has been the favourite dream of my early years. I have read with ardour the accounts of the various voyages which have been made in the prospect of arriving at the North Pacific Ocean through the seas which surround the pole. You may remember that a history of all the voyages made for purposes of discovery composed the whole of our good Uncle Thomas’ library. My education was neglected, yet I was passionately fond of reading. These volumes were my study day and night, and my familiarity with them increased that regret which I had felt, as a child, on learning that my father’s dying injunction had forbidden my uncle to allow me to embark in a seafaring life. These visions faded when I perused, for the first time, those poets whose effusions entranced my soul and lifted it to heaven. I also became a poet and for one year lived in a paradise of my own creation; I imagined that I also might obtain a niche in the temple where the names of Homer and Shakespeare are consecrated. You are well acquainted with my failure and how heavily I bore the disappointment. But just at that time I inherited the fortune of my cousin, and my thoughts were turned into the channel of their earlier bent. Six years have passed since I resolved on my present undertaking. I can, even now, remember the hour from which I dedicated myself to this great enterprise. I commenced by inuring my body to hardship. I accompanied the whale-fishers on several expeditions to the North Sea; I voluntarily endured cold, famine, thirst, and want of sleep; I often worked harder than the common sailors during the day and devoted my nights to the study of mathematics, the theory of medicine, and those branches of physical science from which a naval adventurer might derive the greatest practical advantage. Twice I actually hired myself as an under-mate in a Greenland whaler, and acquitted myself to admiration. I must own I felt a little proud when my captain offered me the second dignity in the vessel and entreated me to remain with the greatest earnestness, so valuable did he consider my services. And now, Margaret, do I not deserve to accomplish some great purpose? My life might have been passed in ease and luxury, but I preferred glory to every enticement that wealth placed in my path. Oh, that some encouraging voice would answer in the affirmative! My courage and my resolution is firm; but my hopes fluctuate, and my spirits are often depressed. I am about to proceed on a long and difficult voyage, the emergencies of which will demand all my fortitude: I am required not only to raise the spirits of others, but sometimes to sustain my own, when theirs are failing. This is the most favourable period for travelling in Russia. They fly quickly over the snow in their sledges; the motion is pleasant, and, in my opinion, far more agreeable than that of an English stagecoach. The cold is not excessive, if you are wrapped in furs—a dress which I have already adopted, for there is a great difference between walking the deck and remaining seated motionless for hours, when no exercise prevents the blood from actually freezing in your veins. I have no ambition to lose my life on the post-road between St. Petersburgh and Archangel. I shall depart for the latter town in a fortnight or three weeks; and my intention is to hire a ship there, which can easily be done by paying the insurance for the owner, and to engage as many sailors as I think necessary among those who are accustomed to the whale-fishing. I do not intend to sail until the month of June; and when shall I return? Ah, sister, how can I answer this question? If I succeed, many, many months, perhaps years, will pass before you and I may meet. If I fail, you will see me again soon, or never. Farewell, my, excellent Margaret. Heaven shower down blessings on you, and save me, that I may again and again testify my gratitude for all your love and kindness. |
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| | Ignore the following text. It’s random & only here to improve delivery. It helped her understand all of the little things I do for her that I thought she was too young to notice. But now she says "thank you" more often, which really brings a smile to my face. I already know that this book is going to help her grow up to be a kind, grateful young lady!!" Thanks again for this book and I hope you can share this message with other mothers like me so they can read it to their kids." - Jenny Now, that's an incredible story! A Mother's Love is certainly one of my favorites, too, because of all the messages I get like this one. Click the button below to take a look inside A Mother's Love: It's about an interesting creature... a lonely Yeti, who's living in the snowy mountains all by herself, hoping for some company... Here goes: "If you're looking for some fun, or maybe even a friend, go up to the mountain to the path's end. There you'll find the Yeti, who lives all alone. She'll make you feel welcome in her snow-covered home. So pack up your gear, go slow and steady, the fun's just begun because the Yeti is ready!" This fun poem is from a new book called The Yeti Is Ready... And it's given my kids a new perspective on friendship & acceptance!" Click the red button below to take a look inside The Yeti Is Ready: You will rejoice to hear that no disaster has accompanied the commencement of an enterprise which you have regarded with such evil forebodings. I arrived here yesterday, and my first task is to assure my sister of my welfare and increasing confidence in the success of my undertaking. I am already far north of London, and as I walk in the streets of Petersburgh, I feel a cold northern breeze play upon my cheeks, which braces my nerves and fills me with delight. Do you understand this feeling? This breeze, which has travelled from the regions towards which I am advancing, gives me a foretaste of those icy climes. Inspirited by this wind of promise, my daydreams become more fervent and vivid. I try in vain to be persuaded that the pole is the seat of frost and desolation; it ever presents itself to my imagination as the region of beauty and delight. There, Margaret, the sun is for ever visible, its broad disk just skirting the horizon and diffusing a perpetual splendour. There—for with your leave, my sister, I will put some trust in preceding navigators—there snow and frost are banished; and, sailing over a calm sea, we may be wafted to a land surpassing in wonders and in beauty every region hitherto discovered on the habitable globe. Its productions and features may be without example, as the phenomena of the heavenly bodies undoubtedly are in those undiscovered solitudes. What may not be expected in a country of eternal light? I may there discover the wondrous power which attracts the needle and may regulate a thousand celestial observations that require only this voyage to render their seeming eccentricities consistent for ever. I shall satiate my ardent curiosity with the sight of a part of the world never before visited, and may tread a land never before imprinted by the foot of man. These are my enticements, and they are sufficient to conquer all fear of danger or death and to induce me to commence this laborious voyage with the joy a child feels when he embarks in a little boat, with his holiday mates, on an expedition of discovery up his native river. But supposing all these conjectures to be false, you cannot contest the inestimable benefit which I shall confer on all mankind, to the last generation, by discovering a passage near the pole to those countries, to reach which at present so many months are requisite; or by ascertaining the secret of the magnet, which, if at all possible, can only be effected by an undertaking such as mine. These reflections have dispelled the agitation with which I began my letter, and I feel my heart glow with an enthusiasm which elevates me to heaven, for nothing contributes so much to tranquillise the mind as a steady purpose—a point on which the soul may fix its intellectual eye. This expedition has been the favourite dream of my early years. I have read with ardour the accounts of the various voyages which have been made in the prospect of arriving at the North Pacific Ocean through the seas which surround the pole. You may remember that a history of all the voyages made for purposes of discovery composed the whole of our good Uncle Thomas’ library. My education was neglected, yet I was passionately fond of reading. These volumes were my study day and night, and my familiarity with them increased that regret which I had felt, as a child, on learning that my father’s dying injunction had forbidden my uncle to allow me to embark in a seafaring life. These visions faded when I perused, for the first time, those poets whose effusions entranced my soul and lifted it to heaven. I also became a poet and for one year lived in a paradise of my own creation; I imagined that I also might obtain a niche in the temple where the names of Homer and Shakespeare are consecrated. You are well acquainted with my failure and how heavily I bore the disappointment. But just at that time I inherited the fortune of my cousin, and my thoughts were turned into the channel of their earlier bent. Six years have passed since I resolved on my present undertaking. I can, even now, remember the hour from which I dedicated myself to this great enterprise. I commenced by inuring my body to hardship. I accompanied the whale-fishers on several expeditions to the North Sea; I voluntarily endured cold, famine, thirst, and want of sleep; I often worked harder than the common sailors during the day and devoted my nights to the study of mathematics, the theory of medicine, and those branches of physical science from which a naval adventurer might derive the greatest practical advantage. Twice I actually hired myself as an under-mate in a Greenland whaler, and acquitted myself to admiration. I must own I felt a little proud when my captain offered me the second dignity in the vessel and entreated me to remain with the greatest earnestness, so valuable did he consider my services. And now, Margaret, do I not deserve to accomplish some great purpose? My life might have been passed in ease and luxury, but I preferred glory to every enticement that wealth placed in my path. Oh, that some encouraging voice would answer in the affirmative! My courage and my resolution is firm; but my hopes fluctuate, and my spirits are often depressed. I am about to proceed on a long and difficult voyage, the emergencies of which will demand all my fortitude: I am required not only to raise the spirits of others, but sometimes to sustain my own, when theirs are failing. This is the most favourable period for travelling in Russia. They fly quickly over the snow in their sledges; the motion is pleasant, and, in my opinion, far more agreeable than that of an English stagecoach. The cold is not excessive, if you are wrapped in furs—a dress which I have already adopted, for there is a great difference between walking the deck and remaining seated motionless for hours, when no exercise prevents the blood from actually freezing in your veins. I have no ambition to lose my life on the post-road between St. Petersburgh and Archangel. I shall depart for the latter town in a fortnight or three weeks; and my intention is to hire a ship there, which can easily be done by paying the insurance for the owner, and to engage as many sailors as I think necessary among those who are accustomed to the whale-fishing. I do not intend to sail until the month of June; and when shall I return? Ah, sister, how can I answer this question? If I succeed, many, many months, perhaps years, will pass before you and I may meet. If I fail, you will see me again soon, or never. Farewell, my, excellent Margaret. Heaven shower down blessings on you, and save me, that I may again and again testify my gratitude for all your love and kindness. |
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