Kevin Brennan Writes About What It's Like
To watch it for any length of time is to walk down a long corridor of blaring billboards, a rank of them on either side and 99% of them demanding that I buy whatever it is the tweeter is selling. It makes the Burma Shave signs feel like sweet whispers from your mom as you drift off to sleep.
It’s probably my own fault, since I gravitated to Twitter as a marketing tool myself, and over time my account has attracted followers who are either writers as well or people who provide services and products to writers. That means — and hey, I’m guilty as charged! — most of what flows up my screen is one kind of sales pitch or another.
I also suspect a lot of my followers are fake. Who knew?
If you’re a self-published writer like me, you might have had the same experience. You’ve probably also noted that your Twitter campaigns have little or no effect on sales. That’s because you’re trying to sell to other writers selling books to you.
I’ve had to go guerrilla on the blue bird. To avoid the chirping cacophony, I created a list of the people I actually do want to hear from. Mainly it includes folks I met through this blog, so be assured that I’m not talking about you when I complain about my feed. Now I have a nice, manageable group of friends I can follow in peace and quiet, and I don’t mind hearing about their books and tips and observations.
You can put together lists on Twitter in a snap. Check it out here.
Do yourself a favor. Cut down on the drone. Carve out a comfy little alcove for you and your best buds.