I tweeted yesterday about food and the book I’ve written. The former, primarily relating to Chinese food and cake, obtained over 200 likes. Wow! Brilliant! There were loads of replies, the overwhelming majority from fellow tweeters who now wanted to eat Chinese food or cake. Preferably both…at the same time. Although the prospect of dipping a huge slice of vanilla frosted sponge into a carton of curry sauce is a bridge too far for me.
My book promotion received 5 likes. Which was okay but not great when you consider I’ve over 15,000 followers. There lies the eternal conundrum I struggle with. I want to promote my work and be enthusiastic about it, but there are times I wonder I’m boring everyone to death and sounding like a broken record. I returned to social media to promote my writing career but whenever I refer to it, there is nothing but tumbleweed to greet my efforts.
This may sound a little bit like I’m a prima Donna and, if that’s the case then I’ll take it on the chin. I just needed to get it off my chest. It’s a highly competitive market out there and thousands of people are trying to plug their book. I have no God-given right to push myself to the front of the queue and override others. And I don’t write primarily to sell books. I know I’m not going to become an overnight millionaire. It’s just a little scratch that needed itched this morning.
Today is a new day and I’m already well through my first draft of the third book in the Kirkwood Scott series. I’m very fortunate to lead the life I do and still have the time and ability to pursue my passions of writing and running. My family support me and I’m so grateful to have them by my side as I rumble down the road. Thank you to those of you who support my writing and pardon my indulgence today. I’m just off now to eat some cake and a few dozen prawn crackers. When in Rome…