If people looked at my lack of activity on social media sites, they’d think I was a really private person. In reality, I simply don’t know what to say. I guess I could go online and talk about the train show I went to over the weekend or the shepherd’s pie we ate for dinner that night, but every time I get ready to post something, I worry that no one is going to find it the least bit interesting. I have this internal censor that keeps me from hitting the Post button.
I don’t know why. Surely there are people who like trains. And others who like shepherd’s pie. I read postings from friends who talk about what they ate for dinner, and I find it interesting. I like to see how many people eat what I eat and how many eat something that would never pass my lips. But for whatever reason, I don’t post my own dinner menu. Or much of anything else.
Which makes promotion hard. Some individuals, like my husband, are natural salesmen. They talk with such ease that you don’t even realize they’re selling you something until after you’ve already bought it (Note to self: put husband in charge of book promotions!). That’s not me. I tend to clam up when it comes time to talk about my books, and the same thing happens when I want to promote them online.
I think I need to bite the bullet and start posting little tidbits anyway, without worrying about what other people will think. If they don’t find my updates interesting, they’ll simply ignore them. At least I’ll get into the habit of putting my words out there and letting the world know what’s going on in my life and with my writing.
I just need to start small. In fact, as I was typing this, I happened to glance down at my feet and notice that I’m wearing mismatched socks. Maybe I should post that on Facebook. Think anyone will like it?