Son of a Bitch

I hate my evil twin.  I really do.  I love her but holy crap I hate her.

Maybe you noticed the swirly little P over there on the left?

Yup.  Bitch got me involved in that too.  I still don't get it's function but I pin things and they go on a wall.  I don't grasp it's purpose other than to collect pretty photos like a whittled down Tumblr or something.  But I'm pinning.  And making boards.  Here's my profile/board thingy.  I'm enjoying my pretty picture collection.  I just don't know what the hell to do with it.

And, at the behest of one of my followers, I added a follow by email function just below all of my social network button things.  I'm assuming you just plug in your email and every time I post you get an email about it.  No I'm not purposely playing dumb.  As the foremost killer of technology I try to not get involved as possible simply because I, well, kill it dead.  Plus I've never subscribed to posts by email so it's new to me.

Those are my updates.  My evil twin may have suckered me into yet another social networking time suck but there's one thing she'll never get me to do . . .

I WILL NEVER WATCH NORTH AND SOUTH!

This is where I say DAMMIT!

You may or may not have noticed that I have an extra little clicky symbol there under my Bite Me section.  An extra little t?

Yup.  Thanks to my heinously EVUL twin, Laura, I now tumble, tumblring, tum.  It's SO addicting!  All the gifs!  Supernatural gifs!  Really, really bad.

So yeah.  I'm here.  I'll use it like I use Twitter, to cross post my blog posts, plus I'll be totally taking advantage of it's photo/gif/must show people things platform it has.  Because I've had it less than 24 hours and I'm already coming up on a month's worth of posts.  Most of them gifs.

Follow/tumblr-y me, whatever.  This will probably be the best peek into my rather demented life that any of you will get.  Seeing as how I divulge very little here, that's a hell of a lot.  I'll start you off . . . I like Supernatural.  And by like I mean I want to smell Dean's jeans.

In the meantime I'll be doing this to Laura -

Look at me!!! GIFS!!!

Why I Don't Twit, Twat or Tweet

Or have a Facebook fan page.

Or a MySpace page.

Or any other number of social networking tools for this blog.

Because I'll be damned if I can remember them all. When I was 18 I had a slightly drunken nose to chin collision with a guy twice my size. My nose crunched like a piece of styrofoam and exploded in a torrent of blood. When I woke up the following morning, my head was screaming but I still went to work. Under florescent lights for roughly 45 minutes, I ended up sprawled out at the front of the drug store I worked at screaming. An emergency room visit later and I had a concussion and I slipped into Vicodin land for the weekend. When I emerged from my haze, I left my memory behind. For the following three months I lost a good 80% of my short term memory. After that it slowly came back but not fully and it doesn't function as a normal 26 year old memory should.

Even if I could remember to keep on top of all those social networking thingies, I wouldn't bother with signing up for them. I think Twitter would be excellent for a type of emergency response system but for normal every day people . . . I just don't give a shit what you're eating, if you're in the shower (which is really fucking stupid, by the way, why not just hang a sign on your front door that says, I'm vulnerable, come rob me?), if you're going grocery shopping or whatever. And I'll be damned if I share that kind of stuff with anyone. It's not necessary.

And, in my eyes, it's not necessary for this blog to be linked up all over the place like Facebook and whatnot. Why? Why am I marketing my eyeballs out of my sockets? So I can shill more ARCs from publishers? Nah. So I can get more followers? If people haven't figured out by now, that number is insanely superficial and doesn't accurately portray just how popular any blog is or isn't. To get money? I lose money on this site and I have nothing I want to sell. So why am I going to pimp myself all over the place? Word of mouth has worked just fine up until now so I think I'll stick with that.

Plus, it's time focused on an area of my life where it shouldn't be. I'm a writer. I need to spend my time writing and editing if I want any kind of hope of getting published. To essentially waste my time promoting my book review blog in all of these places would take away my writing time. I procrastinate enough normally without all those distractions. Now if I were promoting my writing blog for the sake of my book that's coming out, entirely different story. This blog is a hobby. If other people want to join me in my hobby, great! If not, oh well! No skin of my back. But I'm not going to stress out over promotion. If I get found, I get found. If I don't, I don't.

So no, I will never have a Twitter. It's hard enough for me to update my personal Facebook page status once a day let alone having to stress over keeping a Twitter account updated. This blog will never have a fan page on Facebook that I create. If someone wants to create one for me, super! But I won't do it. Why? You guys come here. I'm not going to say anything different there that I wouldn't here. Redundancies are time wasters in my eyes.

I am on Goodreads. I do have my site tracked by some blip sites. I comment on other bloggers' posts that strike me as wanting to comment on. I email back and forth with bloggers and publicists and authors. I host a couple of events simply because I want to. But that's about as interactive as I'm going to get. If you want to contact me, feel free! I'm not going to stab you with a fork. But for the most part I blog in a bubble. I do my own thing and I only get involved in things that I feel passionate enough to get involved in. Everything else, meh. I'll leave it to the super passionate book bloggers to handle. They're much better at it than I am.