The insanity online has swelled to a fever pitch--not about one particular thing, mind you, it just is swelling. Like a head wound that needs looked at. I keep trying to foray out into cyber-space, thinking that I can make my voice heard, and that people would be interested in something I might have to say. Unfortunately, there is no way ANYONE can hear me over the white, screaming noise the internet has become. And I'm just not willing to yell louder just to make myself hoarse. There are so many platforms, and groups to join, accounts to manage, that I feel lost sometimes.
Success is just around the corner if you can have enough exposure!
Build your online empire, tie your accounts together, and enough people will notice you and then buy your stuff!!
Millions of readers are waiting just to be directed to your SPLASH!! , FLASH!!, and mostly unreadable crazy-backgrounded website and blog!!!
It's driving me out of my ever lovin' MIND!!!!
I don't like the idea of throwing myself out there, splattered across the internet like some kind of cyber roadkill.
It's
Just
Plain
Tacky.
I don't want a reality show.
I don't want a million followers on Twitter hanging on my every move.
I don't want a web cam watching me cook on a homegrown YouTube reality show.
I don't want to be on TV.
All I want to do is to write well-written books that are well received and mostly well reviewed.
And there are too few hours in the day for me to do that, have a large family, a husband, and a house, and on top of that be a splattering idiot on the internet. Nope. Sorry. Not going to do it.
Oh, and I really do not want to post my weight, workout accomplishments, or what store I'm shopping at.
There is such a thing as TOO MUCH INFORMATION. And to keep my sanity, I'm going to keep most of my information to myself. Just call me an old-fashioned reclusive author. It's what I'm built for.
So I'll just keep this little sane corner to myself, and hope that some nice people wander in every once in a while to say "Hey".
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