I attended the Harrogate Crime Festival last week
and collected a fine array of business cards. As I handed back my name
scribbled on pieces of scrap paper I realised the Lynne Blackwell/ Author brand didn’t look very professional. Therefore,
I’ve finally got around to creating a Twitter
and Facebook account, which I intend to
add to my very own business card. The only problem is that I haven’t been able
to put my mobile down ever since...
If something is habit forming, compulsive and
obsessive then we can assume it is addictive and I can’t focus on anything else.
Surely, I’m not an addict? I only take the odd glance, every few seconds or so,
in every waking hour...
Maybe, I’m in denial, which is another sign of
addiction. I’ve got to face up to the truth and wean myself off Twitter and Facebook. I’ve learnt to ignore distractions in the past. I can’t
recall the last time I visited a horoscope website. So, it shouldn’t be too
hard finding the will power to stop pressing like buttons... if only for a day....
I last looked, all of two minutes ago, which seems
like an eternity. All sorts could have gone on in the world and I’m missing
out! OMG! I can’t leave it alone. I find myself checking how many followers I’ve
got, which is only a handful. Does that mean I’m boring? Oh surely not me! I’m
so ‘with it’. I’ve become hip and trendy. I’m doing what all the young people
do. Social media is the rage and I’m part of it....But, I’m still not
published.
My agent has the first draft of Ghost Towns and I haven’t
heard from her since it landed on her desk. Perhaps, she doesn’t like it? She’ll
have noticed those once agains cropping
up, over and over again. There might be other mistakes. I’m so nervous.
Am I the only unpublished author to get so tweety
and twitchy after the hard work has been done? Perhaps I should share this
thought with my Facebook friends?
Maybe the twittering community will empathise.....or perhaps I should get out
more.....?
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