THE FIERY CLIENT.

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                THE FIERY CLIENT.

     (A BRAND STORYTELLING SERIES)

        Written by E PLUS The Storyteller


So your Brand Story is emerging in many more ways than you can envisage, How? You might ask?

 If all the Feedbacks you get from your clients are anything to go by, then you have got more than enough contents to explore.

In the course of your Business venture, you will most definitely come across prospects, and clients who will rub off the wrong way with an attitude that is a 'No-no', but guess what? You can actually use those 'negative energy' as a tool for further advancement.  Somebody needs to know what it feels like to be in 'those shoes'.

Where there times that you felt like giving up, because your efforts were undermined?

What was it like when 'such clients' kept spitting fire, and brimstone?

Did you feel betrayed by the unpleasant feedbacks?

What would you rather do differently?

Are there clients you look forward to doing more transactions with, or you rather pass?🤷🤦🏿‍♀️

  Feel free to put down your thoughts, and create a Brand Story out of them, no experience is a waste, every event adds up. Even the FIERY CLIENT serves as a resource for that relatable Brand story, leverage on every dot.

Pause, and ponder...

Be responsive rather than reactive.

Remember, Inspiration is the bedrock of Creativity, you can always explore yours.

  E PLUS The Storyteller

Creative Writing Skills, Visual Art Communication, Blogging, Voiceover artist and Storytelling Coach.


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