Once upon a time, I was a baby blogger. In those days, I thought all I had to do was set up a blogspot account and fill my digital space with beautiful, insightful, and just plain funny blog posts. If I did that, I was absolutely positive that adoring readers would soon be hanging on my every word.
It didn’t take long to discover how very wrong I was.
Blogging is hard, yo. A lot of blood, sweat, and tears went into building this little soapbox of mine and learning how to navigate the social media landscape. I made a lot of mistakes, was guilty of more than a few social gaffes, and thought about giving up more than once.
But I never did.
It eventually paid off. I earned a small but loyal readership. I even got to be a speaker at BlogHer. And, more importantly, I found my tribe. My blogger friends quickly became real friends, and they continue to be some of my biggest supporters.
But now? Now I’m a newbie again. I’m an honest to God author-to-be and I don’t have a frigging clue what I should do next.
I was thinking I should probably give this website of mine an overhaul.
And I should probably get a professional head shot.
And, hey, maybe I should join a little thing called the Romance Writers of America? That would probably be a good idea.
But I’m just guessing.
Fortunately, I’m being published by one of the biggest names in the business (squee!). I’m sure my editor will have tons of advice for me. And that their marketing department will swing into action when the release date gets closer.
Soon, I’ll find my sea legs and go about the business of making friends and finding (book) readers.
But for now, I feel like the new girl on the playground, waiting for somebody to ask her to join the game of hide-and-go-seek that’s swirling around her.
Anybody want to play?