When I started down this path of writing, I never imagined there was a huge, close nit community nestled deep inside. It started when I joined a writing group. Everyone was supportive, it shocked me.
Then, as I began joining Twitter and trying to “build my platform,” I ran across a link to probably the most helpful lady on the face of the planet, Kristen Lamb. I called her my guru once – she nearly vomited. But the woman is a social media expert and for me, at least, she unlocked the mystery of social media. I learned how to stop committing the atrocity of spamming, how to properly build relationships and network and a whole host of other goodies.
As it happens, she did write a book, WE ARE NOT ALONE (WANA) a social media guide of sorts. She posts all of her advice free on her blog as well. Yep, I said free.
Back to the point, she’s built an entire community of writers. They hang out on #MYWANA on Twitter. You can find them cheering each other on, giving advice, a word of encouragement or sometimes, just making each other laugh. It is an online community.
As a mother of two children, two step-children, a wife, an author, mommy to two dogs and a fat cat and not to mention an author and business owner, I can tell you that it’s exhausting. Today on Kristen’s blog she posted about a rude comment to a post on facebook. Actually, her blog was about guilt trips. But some douchy-McDoucherton tried to make her feel bad about getting a haircut. Yes, that’s right, she’s supposed to feel bad about being so busy she nearly forgot about a hair appointment.
Now, I’m a bit feisty. So when I saw the comment on her post, I typed a *strongly worded* comment. I did think better of it and decided that the gun toting Southern woman could probably handle it herself. Well, here’s what I had tosay:
As you can see, this is how I deal with my anger, much in the same way I used to deal with stress about giving public speeches.
Picture something funny and voila, mood changes.
As part of the community, I let her know I (as did the 70 some other people who commented) had her back and offered support. The guy was just a total asshat for trying to make her feel bad. I might mention he’s also her competition, but whatever.
Your comments matter people. As a blogger, you know how important a comment can be. It validates that your article has been read. It engages the reader, and their readers. It also adds to the sense of community, because after all a community gives and takes.
Ms. Lamb read my comment. Generally, when writing a novel, I try to move the reader and get their pulse up. Who is the killer? Where is said killer? Will they be caught? Will person A fall in love with person B? and so on. When I communicate with folks, my goal is generally to try to bring a smile to their face. I post inappropriate jokes on my facebook page all the time. Why? Because I can, and because I like potty humor and it’s MY PAGE.
I digress. I’ll simply show you her response.
By “you guys” she means the WANA community, because again, it stands for WE ARE NOT ALONE!
I recommend the book. I’ve read it at least three times. I also recommend joining the WANA community and following her blog. She’s a huge Star Wars nut, plays video games, shoots big a$$ guns and takes care of her community. (She often makes me laugh as well. Who couldn’t use more laughter?)
I know I’ve been a bad little blogger lately and some of you have probably been wondering where the hell I went. One Acronym: NANOWRIMO. ‘Nuf said.
So buy her book. Interact with people. Tell them what you do but for the love of all that is holy – DO NOT SPAM. I’m not much of a cheerleader, but for this one, I’ll put on a little skirt and shake some pom poms