Wednesday, October 29, 2008
I'll admit I'm not the techie-minded get-every-new-gadget and do-every-new-computer-thingy type person. Hey, I'm still patting my own back for getting on Facebook. (And am finally managing not to make an idiot of myself.) And yes, in case you hadn't noticed, I do blog. So there. But this Twitter business ...
Thing is, everybody seems to be doing it. From authors to agents to corporate execs like Michael Hyatt. I just don't get it.
On one author loop these past few days we've been discussing Twitter. Okay, they've been discussing. I've been lurking. And thinking what any self-respecting, calamity-minded suspense author would think: Twitter is a stalker's dream come true.
I gotta write a novel about that some day.
So why does this Twitter thing keep tweeting at me? Because as a self-respecting, marketing-minded suspense author, I can't help but notice when other writers say things like:
My blog feeds to Twitter help pull in new blog readers.
Networking through Twitter has helped me sell books/get freelance writing jobs/etc.
Twitter has gotten me interviews regarding my latest release
Now I do understand that you shouldn't actively market on Twitter. Quite the opposite. You join to build community. But ya gotta admit, it's sort of like the old Rotary Club. Good ol' Bob The Insurance Guy didn't actively hit up Rotarians to buy insurance, but you can bet when members needed new policies, they gave the guy a call.
But Tweople (Twitter People, if you have to ask) Twitter all day long. How do they find the time? Why does anybody care what they have to say? When I think of having to Twitter three or four times a day, even more--as if book deadlines and regular blogging isn't enough--all I think is "more pressure to be creative." And besides, I have a confession to make. Come closer, 'cause I'm only going to say this once. In a whisper.
I'm really a very boring person.
Here's what my Twitters would look like:
10:27 a.m.: Sitting in my office at the computer
2:42 p.m.: Sitting in my office at the computer
5:36 p.m. Sitting in my office at the computer
I will take a break to make dinner if my husband's not traveling for business. If he's gone, my evening Twitter would read:
7:34 p.m. Sitting in my office at the computer
Who would care? And why should I care about other people's daily minutiae? All the same, I hear about all this Tweople Twappiness and Twoy, and I feel like I've been left out of the Twarty.
What's a girl to do?