Kevin Brennan Writes About What It's Like
What an interesting day at the blog yesterday. A quiet Sunday, as they often are. Typically low traffic, what, with lovely early autumn weather and the end of the regular baseball season. People have better things to do than browse among the blogs.
But then around 4 pm I got an alert that Amanda Fucking Palmer had mentioned me on Twitter.
(I wish I could write that sound a cartoon character makes when he shakes his head really hard. You know what I mean.)
Amanda Palmer, you might recall, made a brief appearance in a post I did the other day — Self-publishing wake-up call No. 999 — in the context of Alina Simone’s transformation from musician to novelist. Alina and Amanda are friends. I lamented that it’s an uphill climb for an indie writer/publisher and said I was in Alina’s camp of not relishing the promotional challenges, but, unlike Alina, I didn’t know Amanda Palmer. I closed: “Amanda? Call me?”
So on Sunday afternoon came this tweet: “amanda palmer calling. hello? is this thing on? RT @kevinbrennan520 Self-publishing wake-up call No. 999 wp.me/p3sx1Q-hQ”
Within minutes, since Amanda has almost a million followers on Twitter (922,024 and rising), my traffic began to spike. From page views in the low 20s to well over 100. Quickly to 150, 200, 225… By the end of the day I had 353 page views, which so blows my prior high out of the water that my graph suddenly looks sexually suggestive.
Even today there’s a little residual activity, with page views sitting at 66 right now.
This is my first experience with the exponential power of Twitter. Up till now I hadn’t seen it. Brushing up against it like this is a total fluke, obviously, since I dasn’t hope that Amanda Fucking Palmer might actually see the post she was mentioned in, then take a moment or two for an RT. And even though only .00035% of her followers clicked on the link to What The Hell, that represented a huge influx of new eyeballs here and might have landed me some word-of-mouth megaphones for Yesterday Road. Who knows? Some of them are now following the blog and/or my Twitter feed. And some might buy the book and like it enough to talk about it.
Worth hoping for, anyway.
Amanda Palmer, if you’re not familiar, is a singer/musician who combines, in her own words, “punk and cabaret.” You can see her on YouTube here, read her blog here, follow her on Twitter here, and catch her TED Talk below (definitely worth watching). Writers will be interested to know that she is married to Neil Gaiman and that her wedding was performed in the parlor of Michael Chabon and Ayelet Waldman. It’s good to have friends.
I love what she says at the end of the TED, that instead of finding a way to make people pay for music [books], we need to find a way to let them pay for music [books].
Sounds like a plan.
(Thanks for the RT, Amanda!)