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“But sexy too. You’re in your full uniform. Do you have time to go upstairs?”
“No,” he said. “Sorry. I need to go back now.”
“Boring,” she said. “So responsible and all.”
He gave her a kiss. “Don’t suppose you could come over for dinner and help me talk to her? It might be good for all of us.”
“I could do that,” she said. “Just tell me the time. Make sure you’re out of uniform. No reason to tease me.”
“You know how to take my mind off of my worries,” he said, grinning.
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BEING HERSELF
“Felicity,” Harmony said. “I haven’t talked to you in a while. How are things going?”
“Not good.” Felicity pouted. Her client always let her guard down with these sessions, but her videos to her followers showed a completely different person. “My followers were increasing and I thought I had it all under control.”
“I noticed you’ve had some good content,” she said. She tried to catch up with people that she had one-on-one sessions with. Not that she wanted to reach out and tell them they needed more, but just to see if it worked or if they were following her advice.
The fact Felicity was still two different people most likely meant others saw through the masquerading videos also.
“Thank you,” Felicity said. “I thought so too. I showed the kids being more natural rather than editing everything and only focusing on a few things. It worked. Even all the graphics I’m adding have made an enormous difference.”
The kids were authentic, Felicity not so much.
Harmony grinned. “I love editing and adding the graphics to videos. Those are what captivates them initially.”
“It took me a while to figure that out and I thought it was going great, but then I noticed Margo doing the same thing. Are you giving her lessons too?”
“I can’t divulge any of my client list to you,” she said. “But thousands of people have bought my instructional videos. I’m not the only one giving that advice out there either.”
“But it’s almost exactly what I’m doing and now her followers are increasing faster than mine. I don’t understand it. I feel she’s copying me,” Felicity said.
She found that funny, since it felt like Felicity was trying to emulate what Margo was doing.
“If she is, then take it as a compliment,” she said nicely. “That she likes what you’re putting out there.”
Felicity’s arms dropped from where they were crossed in front of her on the video call. “I suppose. But I need your help. You said you’ve noticed what I’ve changed. What else can I do differently? My husband is putting pressure on me to show some income or he wants me to do less of this. Things are falling behind in the house.”
Harmony pursed her lips and needed to be diplomatic. “You haven’t really come up with a point of view. A focus. You’re posting cute and fun clips about your family, but not something where people can be drawn into wanting to continue. I know you don’t want to hear this, but Margo’s Madness is exactly that. It’s how chaotic her household is. That’s her point of view. She doesn’t post anything that doesn’t show something that is a mess or a problem, even if it’s funny. Viewers keep going back to see what other haphazard disaster will be next.”
“Oh,” Felicity said. “I hadn’t realized any of that.”
“I’d start there,” she said. “Ask the kids what they like. What they are interested in. If you want them to be more a part of it, make it enjoyable for them and for the viewers to believe it.”
“They like to cook. They make the kitchen a disaster when they are done, but they always want to cook dinner with me.”
“There you go,” she said. “Start there. Do a few of them and see how it’s received. If that doesn’t work, try something else.”
“Thanks,” Felicity said. “I guess that makes more sense. I know you’ve got another call and I’ve got to get the kids in bed, but I have one more question. Do you ever find yourself getting messages nonstop from the same people?”
“Like what?”
“Mostly negative comments. It’s frustrating. I delete them, but they keep coming back.”
At least she wasn’t alone. Not that she thought she was.
