Another Spoonful on the Social Media Plate

Have you ever looked at yourself in the mirror and though, “You know what? I’m not busy enough. I need more things to juggle and stress me out on a regular basis.”

What’s that? You haven’t? Hmm…maybe I’m the one who’s a bit off here…

Okay, I’m making it sound dreadful, but here’s the basic long and short of it. I once had a Twitter account and an Instagram account, both simply under my full name. I used them moderately enough, and when I really got into YouTube I posted my channel-related stuff on those accounts as well. Eventually, however, my husband Jason and I re-designed and re-branded the channel, which lead to the creation of new Twitter and Instagram accounts to match everything up with the same brand name: Tracey’s Basement. When I talk about keeping up with the social media in my weekly review posts, these are the accounts I’m talking about.

However, after recent discussions with friends about how to better promote myself as an author – and my books, of course – I decided to open back up those accounts and actually use them again.

Because, yeah. I totally need more balls to juggle! I’m not totally off my rocker at all! 😀

The Twitter account, @traceylynntobin, was never really closed, and is actually where my posts have been linking to when I use the “Sharing” option through WordPress, but I haven’t actually logged into it and purposefully tweeted anything for years. I don’t figure it’s worth the time and effort to clean that one out and start from scratch, as it DOES still have hundreds of tweets of my blog posts on it, so I’m just leaving it as it is, with updated profile info, and moving forward from there.

The Instagram account, @traceylynntobinauthor, has been completely cleared out, new profile information added, and even follows changed to better suit the purpose of the account. It will be primarily a Bookstagram style of account, wherein I’ll also share random stuff about my own books and the writing process in general.

To reflect these new/old accounts, I’ve also updated the links on the social buttons to the right of your screen, so click those if you’d like to check everything out. And please do, because I’d love to feel like there’s a point to me putting in this extra effort. ^_~

  • This update post brought to you by a woman who prefers a trough to a plate, and still manages to overflow it. o.o
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An Author Honor – Being Read in a Book Club

I’ll admit that, most days, I still find it hard to consider myself a “real” author. It’s a combination of being self-published (which, despite attempts at the contrary, still makes me consider myself to be an amateur) and the fact that my sales are mind-blowingly abysmal. I shouldn’t harbor such thoughts – I wrote TWO GODDAMN BOOKS, DAMMIT, and that makes me an author! – but it’s very difficult, and I hardly think that I’m the only self-published author to feel that way, so I give myself a break.

That said, every so often something happens that really does make me feel like a “real” author, and one of those things happened throughout the month of July. You see, over at the Basement Geeks Facebook Group, two of our most active members decided to start up a “Basement Geeks Book Club”. I thought it was a great idea, and joined up right away, myself, but I wasn’t expecting what happened next, because there was a poll set up to decide which book the group would read first, and the book they chose…was Nowhere to Hide.

It wasn’t a huge book club or anything – less than ten people were actually reading – but, to be honest, it was kind of a huge deal to me. It felt wonderful, not only because they chose my book, but because I got to be a part of the process. The members discussed the chapters they’d read weekly, and I got to be there, joining in the conversation, fielding questions, and seeing what people really, truly thought. There were a few constructive criticisms, some awesome reactions, and a surprising amount of praise that all just made me feel warm and fuzzy and happy inside. My favorite part? The way everyone agreed on how I was able to really hammer them emotionally. No individual comment or review has ever made me truly feel like I’m doing something right, like I’m accomplishing what I set out to do when I imagine and reimagine my scenes over and over again.

It made me feel like I’m not only a “real” author, but also a good one. And I can’t describe how that makes me feel.

So thank you, Basement Geeks Book Club. You have no idea how great you made me feel just by sitting down to discuss a book.