Showing posts with label facebook. Show all posts
Showing posts with label facebook. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Just Look at Me

Even though I’ve been slacking in the writing department lately, I decided to take the plunge and start my own Facebook fan page.  The link is at the top of the blog, but I’ll also include it here for anyone reading this individual post or perhaps viewing it in mobile.

http://www.facebook.com/tommieconradauthor

I find myself wondering about the importance of social networking, and whether or not it truly works when it comes to selling yourself as an artist, author, or performer.  I also understand, however, that I sold several books via my personal Facebook page that I might never have otherwise, and maybe I have done the same via this blog.

Tuesday, June 4, 2013

Social Networking

Brutal honesty time:  I am lousy at networking.  In a large gathering of people I am more than likely to be found in a corner by myself, with my nose stuck in a book.  That isn’t necessarily a bad thing—books are great.   However, this is an entrĂ©e into the topic of my blog—I may not be any better at social networking.  I have been on Facebook for over eight years, back when the only thing you could do was look at someone’s profile.  There was none of this status update witchcraft you see now.  I’ve been posting this blog for over a year, and been on Pinterest nearly as long.  I was a slower convert to Twitter, and now I’m on Google+ as well.  I honestly don’t know what any of this means.  I’m not an outgoing, extraverted person, though I was born that way; I simply became more introverted over the years as I found that I had little in common with my peers.  Oh well.  It’s still not very easy for me to forge personal connections, which is likely another reason I enjoy writing; it’s a fantasy where people get over their shyness and loneliness to find lasting happiness.  Back to networking, though—I am making  an honest effort to branch out and promote myself in better ways, because I know that it’s the squeaky wheel that gets the grease.