Twitter. Yuck. Bleah. The place has become a toxic mire. In 2012, I joined Twitter, because I was told it was a good place to promote myself. I gained over 10,000 followers and was heading for 11,000. The rules when I signed up said, "Always be kind and courteous." So I was. In the last few years, there have been droves of people being absolute trolls, jerks, and taking offense at every tiny thing, to the point that everyone had to mince their words. Twitter didn't kick these scumbags off. I began to realize that after every session on Twitter, I came off upset and frustrated. There is a writing community there who lauds itself as extremely supportive. It's filled with self-proclaimed authors who laugh at procrastinating their writing. They have memes stating, "If you're a writer, you're on Twitter right now and thinking you should be writing." Another one was, "If you SAY you're a writer, then you're a writer."...
One star reviews suck, but they reflect the reader more than anything else. One I got from a woman who said she would post her review on Amazon if she gave it a three or higher. She also promised to buy the book, too, after she picked out the books she wanted to read. She picked mine, but a few months later, she asked if I could send it to her for free. I should have listened to the red flag that went up, but I didn't. The woman was already untrustworthy. I sent her a PDF file. She went onto her YouTube and complained about my book in the most condescending way. After I got over the stings enough to think clearly, I began to realize she complained about things that weren't true. She said there weren't enough explanations for this or that. Guess what, those things had ample explanations. I realized she didn't even read the book, but skimmed over it. Some of what she said were outright lies. Luckily her YouTube views could be counted on one hand. The other review was most...
In doing these behind the scenes messes, I have come to the conclusion that they are much too long, and so will be discussed in short increments. So today for the "Ten Hour Project" I will focus on the setting. It takes place in two areas, the school down in Whiteriver, and the old woman's house "up the hill." Where exactly is this place? I leave that open because it really doesn't matter. There are a lot of places off in the woods up little winding roads. Sometimes there's some almost millionaire in a mansion and other times you got a total weirdo. Needless to say it's somewhere in the pine trees. The phrase "up the hill" refers to a twenty to thirty minute drive up the mountain from Whiteriver to get to the Casino. And from the Casino, another fifteen to thirty minute drive to get to the stores, depending on where you are going. Of course some people make it up in less than ten minutes but they're just statistics waiting to happen. ...
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