I fully understand now why some authors do go loopy or worse – and especially when embarking on a several years’ long writing effort.
That is an example of why I feel political and social belligerence on my blog or other social media is inappropriate. (I came THAT CLOSE to unfollowing that person on Instagram, but decided I would not.)
Oh, and what do authors discuss in private messages? Hush, hush, secret writing stuff, of course.
As they say, Oh, My, god. I have a new novel I want to finish. This is not exactly great.
So change is happening. We are moving. My posts this week, possibly into next… well, there may not be any.
Hmm, I suspect I don’t really take these social media writer things seriously enough. 😉
I admit I adore some of those “who” I write, and my hope is that over the course of a book that a reader comes to do so as well.
Sometimes I write a comment and afterwards I think… that should not be “buried” among other comments.
I think about all I’ve published, as well as what I am writing. I’m chatty and often casual on a free blog post like this. To me, my blog here is talking over a coffee, or something harder…
“Today is your birthday. Actually, it was February 29… and that was you. Of course you were born on a leap year. You couldn’t have had just an ordinary day every year like the rest of us.”
As for you visitors, and especially, followers. I can’t follow everyone back who follows me. However, don’t think I don’t notice you have been here.
I had also anticipated I would not be writing much this week in France due to the fact four of us are unexpectedly sharing a small holiday apartment. So I had decided that I would at least read some while here.
Why as a writer bother with a several times a week blog? Isn’t it a distraction? Isn’t it a hassle?
As the world turns. A blog post is often how I start my day, and by 9 or 10 AM I am often immersed in what I am supposed to be writing for eventual novel publication.
A few things on my mind that I just wanted to mention here this morning…