The internet is making me angry. I’m exhausted from all the “you’ll never BELIEVE what happened when this happened” and “No one knew her secret but when she revealed it WOW” stuff.
I’m tired of all the memes and the gifs and the videos.
I’m tired of all the sensationalized nonsense and fellow writers having to bare their soul in order to get attention.
I’ve done these things. I’ve made memes. I’ve made gifs. I’ve bared my soul a bit. And I did it all in the name of wanting to go “viral.”
I want to go viral because that means a whole bunch of peeps liked and shared what I did or made or wrote which means more attention which means, theoretically, more readers for the future. Because that’s all I want to do. I want to write. But I want to write for all the people but it seems the only way to get the attention of all the people is to write something click baity or add some Impact font to a cat picture or some other nonsense and it’s all so exhausting.
It’s sad because one of the reasons I couldn’t get a big publisher to buy my book is because I didn’t have a big enough platform. A platform is a number. It’s the number of people who know who you are and may read your book when it comes out. These days, especially in non-fiction, publishers expect you to have tens of thousands of people who “like” you on various social medias in order to prove that you have people in the bag who will buy your book.
And that’s bullshit.
Harper Lee didn’t need a platform. Stephen King didn’t. J. K. Rowling didn’t.
But now we have to have a platform in order to get good publishing contracts so we writers can be read and heard and validated for our hard work.
And the easiest way to get bigger numbers is by going viral with a funny meme or video and getting your numbers from 10K Facebook followers to 20K. Or more.
And I don’t want to do all of that. I just want to write stuff. And, if people like it, I want them to share it. And tell me they like it. And have that be enough.
This is mostly a nonsensical, unedited rant so I’ll see if I can sum it up in some action steps.
I’m not going to make memes anymore on my Facebook page. If people are going to like my page, I want them to like it for my words. I’ll still do funny quips and such, but I’m not going to make a picture of it. Everything I write has actually happened to me and I think those stories are relatable enough on their own without being turned into a picture. No more memes.
I’m not going to make gifs because they aren’t who I am. They’re funny, I like them, but I don’t want to get readers from them. I want to get readers with my words.
Finally, I’m going to start writing more. Finishing my book took a lot of blogging time away from me, and writing for other sites pays the bills so I was focusing on those, but I miss this. My little blog with my little readership. So I’m going to get back to writing 2-3 times a week and just sharing what’s going on in my life. The tagline of this blog is “Stories from a mom who never wanted the job” and that’s what I’m going to write. Stories. Anecdotes. Funny things my kids said. Why I’m happy or sad.
I’m going to get back to just talking to all of you and hope that’s enough.
To all of my fellow writer friends, just write. The people will come.
The end. Thanks for reading.