4 Things I Wish I Had the Guts to Do
1. Contact people who give me crummy ratings or reviews and ask, "Why no love?" Why give my book a 2? Why say you hate the ending? Why make nasty comments?
In this age of the Internet, no posting is truly anonymous. I can easily email or message someone and ask them why they wrote or rated the way they did but what would that get me? Reviewers and readers should feel free to give their true opinions without fear of being stalked by a maligned author. But honestly, if you don't like something, it would be really great - and helpful - if you can say why.
I'm just sayin'.
2. Contact old boyfriends just to say, "Hey! How ya doin'? Ever wonder what happened to me?" Believe me, I am a happily married woman and I would not want to get in touch for any reason that's, shall we say, untoward, but I kind of just want to sort of know if they ever think about me.
Wouldn't you want to know if someone considered you "the one who got away"?
Again, just sayin'.
3. Stop posting at Facebook and Goodreads and Myspace for, like, a week.
Ah, who am I kidding? I can't go a day without looking at all those sites. Maybe I could cut down to once a day?
Oh please, yeah, that's not happening.
4. Stop weighing myself every single morning.
I'm a freak like that. I'm way into the numbers game: Amazon, my scale, blog visits, website hits. I wish I didn't care but I do.
Again, so not happening.