Putting the Twit in Twitter

I am ready to inflict myself on the world of Twitter. I actually created the account a while ago, and did nothing with it. Surprisingly, someone actually found me. Okay, that’s one follower! According to John Locke’s completely asinine book on indie writer marketing I only need to amass another 19,999 people to start his program. Then I can hoodwink you suckers write sappy blog posts that will get you buy my books. But I digress.

I’ve been on the fence for a while about the usefulness of Twitter and Facebook as magic marketing tools. But I’m having the slow realization that without some of these tools no one is going to find me. Ever.

Facebook, in my opinion, is just a waste of time. What the fuck does “like” even mean? I guess it gets the word out somehow. Since you liked this blog post now your Facebook friends will read it. From there I guess you’re supposed to reach into your wallets and buy whatever I’m selling. Frankly I think Facebook is better for keeping in touch with family and friends than anything else. Only my family could ever possibly want to know when I’m at the local Meet & Swap, and then only to be sure I’m not swapping something of theirs.

Twitter, however, does seem to hold promise. It looks like there’s an actual conversation going on there. The format actually seems geared toward communication, whereas Facebook looks like a place to post articles and funny pictures of cats.

On Twitter, I just can’t figure out who’s talking, what they’re talking about, and how to talk back. Would one of you kind visitors to this blog follow me and say something? Maybe that’s all I need to get this ball rolling. As for yourself, you will feel so special for having shown a heathen to the light. I promise not to tweet incessantly about my single book. I’ll only do that after I have 20,000 followers.