Currently reading - Kitty's Big Touble by Carrie Vaughn (MMPB)
When I first started writing, I'd google my name. There would a zillion mentions of my ancient office address. Several entries for Suzan Harden, the guidence counselor who's definitely not me. And here and there a mention of a contest I finaled.
All the pundits say that to succeed as an indie writer you need to grow your social networking skills and web presence. So I'm blogging and tweeting and (oh Goddess, I can't believe I'm saying this) I'm now on effing Facebook.
(I can honestly say the Facebook thing is DH's fault. Nina Cordoba was on my case about setting up a FB page. I said I didn't have time and that I'd have to bribe DH. Umm, the conversation went way downhill from there, and next thing I know I'm getting home from the Night Job and DH says "Your Facebook page is almost done." So maybe it's both Nina's and DH's fault.)
Anyway, I've been interacting on the various social media. Meeting new people. Expanding my horizons. Heck, I'm even doing a summer blog tour. More mentions of me the writer when I google, fewer of me the lawyer. And still there's still Suzan the guidance counselor.
Slowly, I'm growing my online presence. Commenting on more folks blogs. Putting my books up for sale on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Smashwords and XinXii. Now the first couple of pages on a google search shows just me the writer.
Except . . .
Yes, there's still two mentions of Suzan the guidance counselor.
I need to let it go. I need to let it go. I need to let it go. I need . . .
Got Lost In Time
17 hours ago