Dear every-"guide-to-entering-the-writing-world"-that I've ever read,
Why on EARTH did you have to go and suggest social networking to me? First of all, I got a blog, per YOUR request, which caused me to stumble across this crazy chick, Rachael Harrie. Now, Rachel thought that it would be a fantastic idea to have two-hundred-and-fucking-sixteen people all friend each other and follow each others blogs. Does anyone understand how crazy that is? 216 people? Who has the time? Not me. But, apparently, now I'm finding the time, because I. Cant. Stop.
I have a blogging addiction. I think about it all day. I check my e-mail constantly. I can't even tell you how many times I've checked my dashboard to see how many new followers I have. It's not the I have the time, it's just that I, well, care. I love reading other peoples' blogs. I love knowing how they're doing, what they're doing, what they think I should be doing. (Even though I don't really have the time to be doing it, but hey, I might as well do it anyway!) I want. I need. I crave. I. Just. Can't. Quit.
And then, all of these lovely bloggers said "Hey, you should get a twitter." So I did. And then I began stalking. (I mean, following. The terminology is so strange these days. It's like asking for a "small" instread of a "tall" at starbucks. Following, stalking, same difference.) So I began stalking and tweeting and following writers and crusaders and agents and editors and publishers and publishing magazines and... yea, the list goes on.
It goes without saying, (though I'll say it anyway), that I'm also, as any good writer should, following five or six e-newsletters via e-mail. I'm stalking agents like no tomorrow and making lists that would make even the Stepford wives gain an inferiority complex.
WHAT IS THIS?! I'm already a chocolatoholic. I already have a growing collection of loose tea in my closet, and god knows that those stupid FlipSide pretzel crackers (which will make you see Jesus) will be the death of me. Now social networking?
Oh look, I have another bright, shiny follower...