Question And Answer Session

Rahul Singh is doing some social media research. The other day he sent me a list of questions about my social media use. He consented also to my sharing my answers in a blog post.

Screen capture of my other social media.
Screen capture of my other social media.

In fact, he said he was fine with my replying in public. If you would like to help him out, you see the questions below, and he’d love for you to share your own answers with him. He is on Google+ here, too.

So to his questions, followed by my answers in “block quotes.” Enjoy!🙂

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What We Leave Behind

My uncle’s birthday came and went a few weeks ago. Just before it, I received (of course) a Facebook reminder. Obviously, however, wishing him well was a bit difficult…. given he’s now dead.

Screen capture of Newsweek Europe.
Screen capture of Newsweek Europe.

Unlike so many others, I didn’t write anything on his wall. He’s not on his PC in his home office (as he never got to the mobile device stage), and he’s never going to read it. Seeing so much of what was scribbled on it, I remembered this I’d written in 2014:

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After The Plow

No, this definitely isn’t right now:

The edge of our drive. Notice to the middle right, the top of the then builder's trailer; it was buried in that deep. [Photo by Mrs. Nello, March 5, 2010.]
The edge of our drive. Notice to the middle right, the top of the then builder’s trailer; it was buried in that deep. [Photo by Mrs. Nello, March 5, 2010.]

That photo is 6 years old, taken just about now in another early March. To be exact: it was on our driveway, March 5, 2010. It popped up the other day thanks to that Facebook “memories” stuff. (I find I’m not “liking” that much. It keeps unexpectedly and unnervingly sharing memories of DEAD PEOPLE with me! Do you have that happen, too?)

Hard to believe this nearly “snowless winter” how that much snow does usually come down in the Catskills.

We’ve been visiting with my dad in Pennsylvania for a few days. We drove down on Friday. He’s doing okay – which, I guess, is more than reasonable in the circumstances.

You probably also already guessed. Of course I didn’t shovel that! The snowplow had already been up our driveway and plowed us out.😉

“International Relations”

I want to share a great find with you: Adele Archer’s blog. She is author of International Relations, and well-worth following:

Screen capture of Amazon.com.
Screen capture of Amazon.com.

Read the full book description. Of course, you’d suspect I’d like that. And considering you’re here, I figured you would as well.😉

An amusing coincidence: last year, although neither of us knew the other existed, we’d lived only a few miles apart in the West Country (in England). She’s in Bath:

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“Hold on, it’ll come to me: We met that time in Malta, right?”

While, yes, I do point to “personal” matters on here and other “public” social media, I usually do so as an adjunct to what’s in my novels. Something that might surprise you: I’m not a very “public” person. I just want my novels to be enjoyed.

I have two Facebook accounts. My main one is under my real name and is “personal” – visible to friends (in the pre-Facebook use of the word) and family. The rest of my social media – my (still underutilized, I know) Facebook author page, my Twitter, and of course this blog – revolve around my “public” persona (such as it is).

Free Stock Photo: Public parking sign and entrance.
Free Stock Photo: Public parking sign and entrance.

I think most of us understand there does seem increasingly to be a blurring of the remaining “boundary” between the private and the public, and we accept that. Yet as part of that, a distinction between “home” space and “work” space seems rapidly being eroded, too. Facebook has become one of those places we see it.

I’ve got nothing against making new “friends” who could become friends eventually. (A few from social media have, so I have allowed them into my “private” space.) Still, there is a line someplace. Case in point: last week, I’d had a Messenger exchange with a relative, and I opened (in this excerpt) by mentioning yet another older relative of ours who is very ill, possibly terminal:

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“You can’t see me or touch me….”

This is the sort of social media that is indeed “social”: a sympathy message last night from an Irish friend – a longtime girlfriend of ours in Dublin, with whom we’d traveled to Florida in the summer of 2014.

The beach behind our Marathon, Florida holiday rental, with an iguana meandering across it. [Photo by me, 2014.]
The beach behind our Marathon, Florida holiday rental, with an iguana meandering across it.[Photo by me, 2014.]

Several years back, her parents passed away within a year of each other. She had also been thinking about our late girlfriend, Kam. She felt this might be helpful to me:

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I Can “Like” That At Last!

As you may know, this blog has been the center of my authoring universe since my very first post back in (what seems so long ago) 2013. I’m only (again) starting to come to grips with my official Facebook page, which has been up a few months. Up to now, Facebook has really been mostly just an extension of this blog:

Facebook page screen capture.
Facebook page screen capture.

I’m visiting briefly with Dad again – after driving down from the Catskills here to the Poconos in Pennsylvania, 2 and 1/2 hours away. Last night, he was having a snooze in front of the television. When he sleeps, I don’t disturb him. (Understandably, he’s often miserable and stressed since Mom’s death.)

Earlier, a commenter on a several months’ old post on here got me to thinking. So with Dad sleeping, I thought why not FINALLY figure out how to “Like” Facebook pages from my Facebook author page?

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Those Facebook “Slips”

Ah, trying to keep a secret when there’s Facebook…. and novelist uncles who forget and post things to your wall that you had made absolutely clear to him you didn’t want all of your family and close friends to know.

“How’s the writing going?”

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I’m On Facebook (At Long Last)

Gazillion-selling author Harlan Coben’s recent, unfortunate, “Poland problems” led me to reflect. Actually, they probably “pushed” me over the line. I’ve decided I need a Facebook page.

Free Stock Photo: Illustration of a laptop computer.
Free Stock Photo: Illustration of a laptop computer.

As you may know if you’ve popped by here regularly over the last year and a half, I write under a pen name. That’s because some of what’s in my novels is based on real-life people I know, and some of them are also Facebook friends of mine under my real name. So I had not been rushing to use Facebook for my books even under my pen name in order to minimize the chance I’ll be “unmasked” by them as an author.

But once my Harper Collins published uncle became fully aware of what I’ve been up in to writing, I’d started to have second thoughts. Most authors are now on Facebook, and – more importantly – readers seem to like it and expect it. It’s an integral part of the social media “office furniture.”

So, yes, I give in. It’s overdue. Here’s a screenshot of it during “construction”:

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Various Thoughts: 23 April 2015

UPDATE 2: 16:50 (4:50 pm) UK time: I see no one jumped at (or so far even reacted at all to) my Periscope idea. So I’ll presume the answer’s “No”?😉

As you can also see, given I’m writing this, there has been no ninja attack on my house today…. as of yet.

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UPDATE: Duvet finished. Now, to what I need to be doing. That’s called writing.😉

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1) Would any of you be interested in joining Periscope with me? You need to be on Twitter too. It’s Twitter’s live video setup.

Screenshot this morning of the Periscope app on my iPad.
Screenshot this morning of the Periscope app on my iPad.

I don’t know much about it, but I finally saw my first live one the other day: a photographer I follow on Twitter was walking around her neighborhood in lower Manhattan.

Turns out she’s really amusing. But she sounded like nothing I expected. Isn’t that always the way?

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