I’ve been revising some of my books. It’s interesting to read them after two or three years because I’ve changed. I’m not afraid to write what I want
unlike when I first began writing and held things back for fear of what others
would think if they knew my real thoughts and feelings. That came from years of
feeling too weird to gain the approval of others, but since I’ve shed my desperate
need to please everyone, a gift that came from practicing my craft, my characters
now say the darndest things.
Sometimes this is a good thing. It makes my work more honest, and hopefully, more interesting. However, it can also disappoint those who like what I did before. One reader hated my dark crime fiction “Circumstantial Evidence” because “It started out really good
just got gross and weird murder after murder no suspense.” At first, I
was a bit hurt by her admission. She probably read the first chapter in one of
my shorts or in an anthology I did with my good friend, J. Naomi Ay, and
expected a full-length novel in the same tone. My bad. I shouldn’t have put it
in the back of a lighter short, but this review is a good example of what
happens when an author matures and begins to spread their wings. I took a
chance. It’s not an easy read, but it’s what it is, and frankly, I don’t blame
her for being mad. She felt hoodwinked.
I was reminded today of a piece I wrote back in February about how my desire to entertain people had eclipsed my desire to market on social media. This hasn’t changed. In fact, since I’ve decreased my exposure on Facebook and Twitter, the sales of my books have increased. This just proves to me that driving myself crazy coming up with 100 pithy 140 character blurbs a week wasn’t selling my books. I’m not Kim Kardashian. No one is watching my Twitter profile. I post the link to it in the back of my books so my readers can visit my profile, and when I post, I post for my readers.
Now that I’ve confessed my lack of enthusiasm for Twitter, I must extol the awesomeness of
Pinterest. The difference between
the two isn’t just that one limits you to 140 characters, it’s in the
experience. With Pinterest, I can give my readers a visual tour of the era in
which my books take place. Hopefully, this enhances their involvement with the characters and the story.
It also teaches me a thing or two about the way my characters lived. Seeing a corset or a chamber pot can really put things into perspective.
I guess this is my confession that I haven’t so much abandoned social media as I have planted my flag on planet Pinterest, and that’s where I go when I feel the need for inspiration, or to find out what a pair of eighteenth century men’s breeches looked like. And, doggone it, I just plain like it.
Please visit my Pinterest page. Let me know what you think, and / or what you would like to see pinned to my pages. Summer is here and the pinning is easy. Enjoy!