Urban Fantasy | Follow The Pull

Apparently the answer is “To Twitter”, at least according to the lion’s share of indie authors. A promotional vehicle that runs on a steady fuel of hashtags, bad jokes and shameless plugging yet is somehow STILL surprisingly entertaining. My little heart felt full after creating my first account yesterday and getting my first dozen followers. WHO IS @PARTYINMYPANTS69? I DON’T KNOW BUT THEY’RE FOLLOWING ME SO I LOOOOVE THEM!!! Yeah I’m almost hoping the novelty of this wears off quickly so I can stop feeling like I crave affection from strangers. Or at least, go back to pretending that I don’t crave affection from strangers.

I was a Twitter-doubter for years, which is why I’m so late to this particular party. Why? I’d say it was partially me being too hipster for it, partially me being terrified of drowning in a sea of tweets and partially because I was so snug and comfy under my Facebook blanket. And yet even after that first day I can already tell that this is going to be a pretty big promotional tool in my Bat-Writer utility belt, right next to the shark repellent spray.

If I can get 14 followers in a day (13 now because one doo doo head dropped off overnight) just by being myself and talking about what I love; heck imagine what I can get in a month. I sold several copies of The Pull this week already and it’s only Tuesday. Thank you Twitter, thank you Facebook, thank you YouTube and my blogsite. I’m new to this self-promotion game but I can already see how it can work. The point of this really is: you can too.

Don’t be afraid of Twitter just because people like Charlie Sheen use it to talk about their tiger blood (dated reference is dated) and there are millions of people trying to sell things on it. It can be a fun little playground if you approach it from the right mindset. Don’t be afraid of YouTube because you don’t like your hair on any given day. Just crank up your webcam, open your mouth and say or do something YOU have fun with. When you smile, others smile with you.

I say the more passionate goofballs we have in the social media landscape the better. So get to goofing!!!

Howdy there, lords, ladies and the occasional odd hyper-intelligent cat out there (because let’s be honest, if a house pet were to develop hyper-intelligence it would like be a cat…and they would likely be evil). I just want to take a moment to greet the world like a newborn babe and start the scream that tells you all I’m here. I’M HERE!!!

So who the hell am I? I’m just a boy in a man’s body (though some would say that’s debatable) who happens to be one of those people that occasionally puts his/her fingers on a keyboard and writes all of the strange ideas she/he has rolling around in his/her/its head. So I’m a writer. I could have just said that, but then I wouldn’t be much of a writer, would I?

So welcome to my bloggy-blog, where I will likely talk about the fine art of storytelling, wax philosophical about life and how it can be like a Neverending Story itself [insert 1984 Limahl theme song here] and occasionally go off on a gamer/serialized TV watcher/general geek tangent.

So welcome! Grab a drink, kick your shoes off and prepare to have some fun.