Uncool

As I expected, my last post must’ve been something really special, because it gave me FOUR TIMES the number of views I usually get.

That’s right. FOUR VIEWS! Thanks for coming back, Mom!

Without a doubt, the most difficult part of attempting to get some artistic recognition is the feeling of yelling into the abyss. New post I stayed up all night to write? Crickets. Big batch of manuscripts I kissed on my computer before sending off? Hellooo–ohhh–ohhh-ohhh…. At this point, I might even appreciate some hate mail, just to know I’m not alone out there.

(Actually, please don’t do that. I’m not ready.)

I realize that part of my problem is my aversion to social media. Oh sure, I go on Facebook as a middle-of-the-night lurker in my college alumni group and some other special interest groups. But I’m an introvert with a small group of real-life friends, and there comes a point where it’s just not possible to expand my “friends” group. It’s simply too embarrassing. I’ll happily accept the invitation of someone I’ve met who reaches out to me, but reach out to someone else, when I have, like, 30 “friends”? Umm, c-c-can I be your friend, p-p-please?

No.

So how can someone as uncool as I am get my work out there, without seeming mercenary? Well, here’s my latest attempt: shamelessly topical subject matter, which I’ll now enter into all the billions of contests that exist on social media. I mean, cute animals in masks?

What’s not to “like”?