Guest blog by Tam Francis, The Girl in the Jitterbug Dress

Diving into social media

I am fortunate to have met Gretchen through her “Scare the Dickens Out of Us” ghost story contest three years ago. Her support and enthusiasm for writing and writers is boundless and has often buoyed my own quandaries. She is a proponent of self-publishing. So when she asked me to guest blog I knew I had to share my experiences in building a social network which is vital to self-published authors.

A year ago I launched my website and blog and dove into the deep end of the social media pond. Honestly, it feels a lot like skinny dipping, a bit exposed, a bit of learning how to swim with sharks, a bit of navigating the water, but a bit freeing too.

NAKED IN THE WATER

At first I felt absolutely naked out there in cyberland. I’m pretty sure I had a huge sign on my avatar that screamed “newbie” and many times, “idiot.” I did a lot of things wrong like blasting tweets and facebook posts about my novel and website. Just a few words to the wise: Please, do NOT post on any social media outlet, Buy my book, buy my book, buy my book; which includes variations of: Read my blog, Read my Blog, Read my blog, juicy lines from your novel, book cover photos, NOW on Amazon, etc. Tantalizing lines from your novel mean NOTHING if you haven’t created a community (aka made online friends.)

The thing is no one on twitter or facebook tells you this stuff; they just ignore you. It seems cruel, but would you approach a stranger at a party and tell them what they’re doing isn’t socially cool? No, it would be rude.  I try to give hints and direct the wayward to sites I’ve learned from. Here are a few of my favorites, not specifically etiquette, but good people imparting valuable advice. There are many, many more social media gurus out there. Find one that speaks to you (and share).

http://warriorwriters.wordpress.com/

http://changeitupediting.com/

http://boostblogtraffic.com/

WATCH YOUR DANGLING PARTS

You have to learn how to swim with sharks. Let me tell you, authors can be a desperate lonely lot and they really, really, want you to love them, or love their writing at least. Be wary of new online friends who want you to critique their work after knowing them for forty seconds, have robots tweeting for them, or spam your page with ads for their site and novel. These people are

not interested in building relationships; they are interested in building faceless numbers.  Faceless numbers mean nothing if the person behind them has no interest in you or your writing. Word of mouth is still the best sales tool there is.

Learn what kind of strokes you enjoy ( aka blogging, tweeting, facebooking, pinning, tumblring et al.) Find what you’re good at. If you like blogging, blog, if you like pictures pin, you get the idea. There are rules for each social media outlet. If you’re going to do it, learn to do it right. Take time to do the research. Do not spend months spinning your wheels.  It takes about a year to build an author platform and social network, don’t waste it.

LET YOURSELF GO

That said, once you get past the learning curve it can be very freeing. I thought writing the novel and launching my website was amazing and unique and it is and it isn’t. There are scores of writers in the same boat you’re in. And this is good news, you’ve got lifeboats all over the place, all you have to do is reach out. But here’s the catch, and it took me a while to learn this one: You have to invite them into your boat first. Believe it or not, even with the cyber-distance, it’s all about giving online. The more you give the more you receive in support, attention and love.  But don’t give just to get, give to give. Don’t ask someone to comment on your site, page, retweet, if you haven’t done it first. You know the old adage: Be the change you want to see.

I make it my policy for every single person (real person) who follows me to click their link and check out their website. I read their blog post or facebook updates until I find something I can relate to and comment on. Then I send them a DM (direct message) and thank them for following me. I let them know what I liked about their site, blog or novel.  Do I expect them to return the favor? To be honest, at first I did.

I was surprised and hurt when most people did not return my courtesies. It was almost enough to make me pull up oars, but I kept going. I found that although most would not reciprocate, those who did evolved into excellent online friends. I began sharing experiences, links and posts with them. I did not feel resentment for those who did not. This is the essence of true goodwill and it applies not only to your social media network, but your life.

Do you have an online experience you would like to share? We would love to hear it.

 

Thank you, Tammy. 

Tam Francis is the author of The Girl in the Jitterbug Dress http://www.girlinthejitterbugdress.com and the publisher of two indie magazines (From the Ashes, Swivel: Vintage Living Magazine, now out of print). She has been featured at The Scottsdale Center for the Arts, Visual Voices Public Access show and New Times Magazine. She blogs about, swing dancing, writing, vintage lifestyle, and era specific book and movie reviews at http://www.girlinthejitterbugdress.com/blog. She enjoys writing stories across genres with a dash of vintage and romance in each. Tam is currently working on a collection of ghost stories.

 

 

 

Gretchen’s  books can be seen at

http://amazon.com/author/gretchenrix

 

WHAT I READ THIS WEEK:  Riding The Rap by Elmore Leonard.  Twice Buried by Steven F. Havill.

 

 

WHAT I WATCHED THIS WEEK:  BUG.  THE LEOPARD MAN.  DAWN OF THE DEAD.  BEDLAM.  FROM HELL.  THE OMEN.  ALONE IN THE DARK. THE INVISIBLE MAN.

Blurbs

It’s down to the wire time for publishing THE COWBOY’S BABY GOES TO HEAVEN. I’m doing the absolute final proofing and writing blurbs for it. That’s right, blurbs plural. I can’t tell which one works and which one doesn’t.

I’ve written five blurbs I’m proud of for this upcoming release. The first one I wrote was supposed to have been “the one.” I’m no longer sure it is. Blurbs two and three were offshoots of blurb one. I’m still really proud of blurb number four, but my primary beta reader (my sister Roxanne) hates it. Says it gives away too much of the plot. So I reworked it into blurb number five, which my sister loves, which I really like, and which my critique group says will drive readers away from my book in droves because it tells nothing of the plot.

(Believe me, it’s so much easier just to go with your gut, meaning no outside opinions allowed. But they might be right. Right?)

I finally decided to hire it out. I’ve sent my top three choices to the novelist Margaret Yang who also works as a freelance editor and blurb doctor. Or she’ll write the blurb for you from scratch. You can read more about her at  http://covercopyexpress.com .

 

WHAT I READ THIS WEEK: Well, I’m reading three separate novels but I haven’t finished a one. See below for the probable reason.

WHAT I WATCHED THIS WEEK (in celebration of Halloween–I started a day early): MISERY, THE WOLFMAN.

Photos by Roxanne Rix

My books and stories can be found at

http://amazon.com/author/gretchenrix

 

 

WAYWARD

 

 

Wayward, the second in the trilogy of mystery thrillers written about the spooky, unsettling little Stepford Wives town of Wayward Pines, is a spoiler in and of itself if you haven’t read the first book.

That said, you can enjoy this one just fine without Pines, but I wonder if you’d want to read Pines afterwards. I re-read books all the time, so, maybe. Here’s the best solution, though: buy both and set aside Wayward until you’ve digested Pines.

A whole lot of Twilight Zone added to a dash of M. Night Shyamalan with an old-fashioned mystery at its core, Wayward continues the adventures of the residents of Pines right up to an unexpected nasty cliffhanger leading into the final book.

I know what I want to happen, but it’s not necessarily where author Blake Crouch is going to take me. In fact, knowing Blake Crouch novels, I bet the third and final Wayward Pines book sets the whole thing on its head. That wouldn’t surprise me a bit.

Highly recommended.

You can buy Pines at http://amzn.com/B007FG9LIE 

You can buy Wayward at http://amzn.com/B00C1IPQZ8.

 

WHAT I READ THIS WEEK–Wayward by Blake Crouch.  Forged In Blood (2) by Lindsay Buroker.

My books are available at

http://amazon.com/author/gretchenrix

http://barnesandnoble.com/c/gretchen-rix

http://smashwords.com/books/view/79235

COMING SOON–THE COWBOY’S BABY GOES TO HEAVEN

COMING SOON--THE COWBOY’S BABY GOES TO HEAVEN. And then a little bit later (like three to four months), TEA WITH A DEAD GAL.

Both these projects are either close to completely finished or well on their way (as in one-third written). Plans for afterwards include one to two collections of short stories (one will feature the main characters from The Cowboy’s Baby romantic comedy series and the Boo Radley mystery series interacting; and the other will be random and quirky short stories not tied into any novels).

I plan a romance novella (or novelette) or maybe even two in 2014, and then will probably start the third installment of my mystery series.

I had big plans for 2013, too, but it didn’t work out. Probably the best of 2013 (besides publishing THE COWBOY’S BABY GOES TO HEAVEN)  will be returning to regular meetings of the Austin Romance Writers of America and my inclusion in the new Lockhart Writers Group hosted by fellow writer Janet Christian of  THE CASE OF A COLD TRAIL AND A HOT MUSKET.

The other writers in this group are Tammy Francis (THE GIRL IN THE JITTERBUG DRESS), Philip McBride (WHITTLED AWAY), and Wayne Walther (VOLUNTEERS IN THE AFRICAN BUSH by David Read Barker).

TAMMY has got a kick-ass website. Give it a look.

http://girlinthejitterbugdress.com

And keep your eyes peeled for the launch of THE COWBOY’S BABY GOES TO HEAVEN sometime in November. Until then, here’s the link to the first book in the series, THE COWBOY’S BABY 

http://amzn.com/B003UYUVZC

If you like Weird Westerns—ARROYO continued

If you like weird westerns, here’s an excerpt from ARROYO continued…  Copyright by Gretchen Rix.

 

It took time, but Ramona gathered her courage and faced the woman. “If I can grant your favor, lady,” she said, “then I will.” Ramona trembled as she talked. “Sinjin thinks the world of you, so of course I will help as I can.

“What do you want?”

The knife flashed in Rose-Sandra’s delicate hands and she laughed as both Daniel and Ramona drew back from her in consternation. “I only want your hair, girl,” she said. “It will grow back,” she promised her, getting closer and closer. “Give me your hair and I’ll satisfy your friend.” She drew out the name so slowly it was almost unrecognizable. “Sinjin. McIntosh. Narendra.

“Right? The one who’s crossed this barbaric continent after me? Well, give me your hair and I’ll give him what he needs.”

When Rose-Sandra finished her promises she was holding the blade to Ramona’s throat. Daniel stepped between the two women and bodily threw Ramona sideways into the wall. Then with a brief glance to see that she was uninjured, he then pulled Rose-Sandra from where she’d fallen and held her in the air with her feet dangling. “What he needs or what he wants?” he asked, shaking her a little, making her look like a rag doll as Ramona watched in awe.

When he dropped her they heard her teeth snap together.

Rose-Sandra’s malevolent face stared at them from her black raiment as she talked back to them. “No woman on earth could give that man what he wants,” she said, grinning at Ramona as she said it. “I said I’d give him what he needs. And I will.

“For your hair, my dear,” she cooed, reaching for the young dark woman in the corner.

“But why?”

 

END OF EXCERPT. You can find ARROYO at

http://amzn.com/B0067NCEJ4.

Photos by Roxanne Rix

WHAT I READ THIS WEEK:  The Ocean at the End of the Lane by Neil Gaiman.  Forged In Blood (I) by Lindsay Buroker.

 

 

 

 

Lone Star Con 3, San Antonio, Texas. Meet us in the dealer’s room. RIX CAFE TEXICAN

RIX CAFE TEXICAN (and we’re not a restaurant) will have a presence at this year’s World Science Fiction Convention. Why? Mostly because it’s just an hour away in beautiful (but hot) San Antonio, Texas. And it starts tomorrow. Plus I have a book to sell.

We’re giving away aliens (while supplies last) and selling my books. We’re also selling Patrick Kampman’s books. And we’re selling Christmas cards for the Friends of the Dr. Eugene Clark Library.

ARROYO is the only “science fiction” book I’ve written (so far), and it’s more horror/fantasy/western/pulp/action-adventure than science fiction. But it does have that flying saucer on the cover.

Here’s a continuation of the excerpt (which is chapter 12) from last week. Copyright by Gretchen Rix.

 

“You’re damned right,” Daniel said flatly. “You won’t.”

Rose-Sandra ignored him. “Have you heard of Dracula yet?” she asked, addressing the both of them. “Out in the sticks, the boondocks, this wilderness of Texas.” She spit out the word “Texas” like a rotten pip.

“No,” Ramona admitted.

“Yes,” Daniel said. “Haggard told me of it.”

Rose-Sandra appeared to be surprised, but she continued her prepared speech with little to no hesitation. “I won’t drink your blood or turn you into a vampire, either,” she told them.

“You bet your booty you won’t,” Daniel countered.

Rose-Sandra huffed in irritation. “And Father Damien? ” she asked. “Have you also heard of the work of Father Damien?”

Daniel gave her a contemptuous glance, narrowing his eyes and focusing only on her. “Stop!” he demanded. “Just stop. You’ve told us from hell and gone what you won’t do,” he challenged. “Just what will you do? What do you want with this woman here?” he asked. “Enough of your childish games.”

Roes-Sandra made her own noise of contempt and pulled herself up from the stool. Her voluminous skirt swallowed Ramona instantly. Daniel yelled when she disappeared, but stopped at the sight of the sharp knife displayed in Rose-Sandra’s white, white hands.

“No need to panic,” she told him, again smiling that toothsome smile at them. “I only want a small favor of you, my dear,” she reassured Ramona while watching Daniel with stony eyes. “Surely you won’t begrudge this lost woman her one request. Not after Sinjin went to such pains to bring you to me.”

 

You can see more of ARROYO at

http://amzn.com/B0067NCEJ4.

 

Have fun at Lone Star Con 3 everybody.

Photo by Roxanne Rix.

 

 

ARROYO excerpt

I haven’t done an excerpt here in a long time. Next week we will be at LoneStarCon3 in San Antonio selling my books. ARROYO is a pulp-style action-adventure horror and science fiction mix we like to think of as Wild Wild West meets Rocky Horror Picture Show. Come down to the dealer’s room and say hello. We’re giving away aliens (while they last). Rix Cafe Texican.

Now for the excerpt from ARROYO, copyright 2011 by Gretchen Rix

 

“NO,” RAMONA REPLIED. SHE WAS mightily distracted by the intimacy of a beautiful woman breathing into her ear and was not paying full attention to her jeopardy. That this was not a normal woman came to her slowly as her breathing quickened into something like panic.

The-one-who-never-gets-old, she’s not young to begin with, she realized. The hair, the eyes, the skin; they all looked brittle, she saw, as if one good poke would pulverize Rose-Sandra into dust. Ramona studied Rose-Sandra with more interest, drawing even closer to the strange woman, until her unkempt companion abruptly broke the spell.

“I have,” Daniel answered. “I know the history of Elizabeth Bathory.” Ramona fell back from the temptress,

dazed and resentful.

Rose-Sandra turned her head to look at Daniel straight in the face, reluctantly taking her eyes off Ramona. “She was a noblewoman who bathed in the blood of  young girls,” Rose-Sandra informed Ramona in hushed tones. “I won’t do that,” she added. “Not anymore.”

You can find ARROYO here at

http://amzn.com/B0067NCEJ4.

 

 

 

WHAT I READ THIS WEEK:  Living Dead in Dallas by Charlaine Harris.  The Final Winter by Iain Rob Wright.

And while I’m thinking about it, here’s a blog worth following  http://www.girlinthejitterbugdress.com.

GYPSY DUKE Book Review

GYPSY DUKE by Felicia Mires is an out of the ordinary Regency romance featuring  gypsies and gypsy culture front and center as part of the action and promoting Christian prayer as a valid solution to its problems.

From affianced youngsters who are pretty uninteresting (until the evil uncle moves in), the author jumps forward in their story three years where they’ve become  polished and capable adults.  The adult Kitty, who is remarkably beautiful, is also smart and brave and heroic. The grown-up gypsy duke turns out to be an accomplished British spy. And the religious part of the novel only starts to interfere at the very end (for those of you who like their romances religion free).

It’s an enjoyable read, especially when the adult Kitty holds center stage. And the inclusion of gypsies in a Regency is a welcome addition.

 

 

WHAT I READ THIS WEEK:   A Mind To Murder by P.D. James.  Splendors and Glooms by Laura Amy Schlitz.  Gypsy Duke by Felicia Mires.

Photo by Roxanne Rix.

My novels can be found at

http://amazon.com/author/gretchenrix

http://barnesandnoble.com/c/gretchen-rix

http://smashwords.com/books/view/79235