Saturday, January 19, 2013
I Am So Not Famous
It was totally not supposed to be like this.
I was supposed to be like Stephenie Meyer. I would write this novel and think it was pretty okay, and then I'd send it off to a literary agent or publisher who would gobble it up and sprinkle it into bookstores and reading medias all over the world. I'm pretty sure Stephenie Meyer kind of woke up one morning and realized her inbox was full of compliments. No Google+ head scratching over there.
I'm coming to realize, however, that the vast majority of authors out there, published or not, have to work really flippin' hard to make sure that people read their book. And it's not about money, of course. How could it be? As an author I made less in three months than my husband did while dabbling with chacha for a month. No, what it's really about is knowing you entertained someone. For some authors, maybe it's about knowing you touched someone's life or gave them an epiphany, but for me it's all about making someone smile or taking them to another world for a little while. I want to share that!
So because of that, I have taken on the daunting quest of social networking. I am learning a lot about it, but I have so much more to learn. And I am realizing that there are things I might want to do with this newfound awareness of networking--book reviews for example. Tons of people type them up onto their blogs; why not me? Keep an eye out for that one...but don't, you know, hold your breath or anything. I'm an absent-minded blogger at best.
If you are a writer, author, poet, or wordsmith of any kind, I figured you could relate. Oh and add me to your social media of choice, if you would!
I mean, seriously, can I get an AMEN? Being an author is exhausting.