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my approach to social media sucks virtual ass…

I haven’t been writing on this blog for a bit, so if you heeded the call of my email alert letting you know that I did finally get my butt into a chair and added some words here, thank you.

I’ve been working on some projects of late. Not least of which was re-doing these web sites of mine. I have 3, and then I manage a couple other sites for work. ICK!! (I have my reasons, which I will get into over the next few posts here.)

My nephew, SEO master that he is, told me recently that my approach to social media was sucking virtual butt, so I had to figure out a schedule for blogging, twittering, facebooking, instagramming, flickring, and…I think I’ll stop there…that works for me. There is a point to the craziness. I tell myself this. I convince myself of this. But truth is, there is a plan for 2014. I’m prepping for the year to come. It will be a great one. (I say this though the morbid side of my brain argues that such statements are not prudent. Ah well, let’s throw caution to the wind: let’s be crazy. Let’s be optimistic.)

And yet, even with my new Mr. Happy-attitude, I have to admit a couple things:

1. my sucky approach to social media these past few months have been concurrent with steady progress on a novel that I haven’t made progress on in years. (I started the damn thing as a failed academic-grad school drop-out, which was in 2003.) I don’t think this is a coincidence. I’m not a natural writer. Or maybe it’s better to say I have a very limited writing battery. I can sustain focus for about 1.5 hours, and to do so, I have to write in 15 minute spurts–writing wind sprints, if you will. So writing a blog entry, and keeping up with some of the other texty-crap on the other social media channels every day takes up some of my writing jugo (juice for the non-innitiated).

2. at the same time, this morning I was talking to my mama, and she said something that reminds me of the shadow she casts on everything I do. My mother believes that not feeling like doing something is no excuse for not doing something. I used to feel a lot of pressure because I agree with her at a very basic level. In a previous life, I was a violinist, and I can honestly say that from the ages of 15 to 23, I only missed a handful of days in the practice room. I was nuts. And my nuttiness then led me to rebel and avoid routines at all costs for the next…. well, I’m still rebelling a little.

But having a baby boy does not allow for the rebellion to persist. And I am coming to terms with that and embracing routines once more. The gist being that I don’t have a choice. The boy needs his diaper changed, and snacks and sippy cups on a regular, and I need to finish the novel and other things that will allow me to reach my goal of being a full-time storyteller. What that means, exactly, is a work-in-progress. But it’s starting to solidify, and I’d like to start sharing that with all of you and maybe having a little chat along the way.

So thanks again for reading. More to come soon.

2 Comments

    • g. martinez cabrera

      Hey Marc,

      Good to hear from you. Hope you are well. How’s the writing?

      ALSO, I will be releasing a pdf version of the graphic novel, so I’ll let you know when that goes up.

      Be well,
      g

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