Social Media Sin #3

Phoning it in because you think you SHOULD. I mean. Everyone else is doing the Social Media thing! Taking the online world by storm. Or at least maybe talking to people. Via pixels. But hey! Selling things ulterior motive!

No. No. No. This is beaching yourself on the shores of social media hell simply because you envy someone else's easy, pithy style and/or number of followers. Yeah, I had to reach for a metaphor to match my photo. Work with me.

In echo of what Marshall said so well yesterday, the social media thing isn't compulsory. There are absolutely people who have just enough extroversion in their generally introverted little hearts to make the social media thing look easy. But, you know, do you. If watching your Twitter feed scroll gives you hives, don't do it. If Facebook or Pinterest or Tumblr or anything else is a black hole mysteriously swallowing hours of your day, you have a problem and should probably cold turkey that crack.

Here's the rule I apply to me: If fun = yes, then go. If fun = pulling teeth, then no. Okay. There is an ancillary rule: Word count for the day must be achieved BEFORE any social media. Because writing is my job. Social media is a tool, yes, and fun - but it supports the writing, not the other way around. Why such simple rules?

It goes back to Jeffe's theme on the subject: Engagement. I find that me yelling BUY MY THING is as much fun as slamming my fingers repeatedly in car doors. It's off-putting when someone else fills my feeds with desperate buy links, I have no intention of doing it to someone else. Now. Annoying people with cat photos? Or with ridiculous, nerdy memes? Or comically awful nihilistic end of the world scenarios? Sign me up. Yeah. I know. I need to work on my definition of fun, don't I? The thing is a sense of enjoyment translates. If the person behind the social media posts is genuinely having a good time posting, that comes through. And there's nothing like a bit of fun to draw people in to engage with you. At least, that works for me. Sure. There are people who attract attention by posting outrage over this cause or that cause. I'm glad there are people who do that - the unexamined dark corners of humanity could use a little light shone into them. If that's your thing, more power to you. But that's the point: Do what matters to you. Make room for having a good time.

Shoulds are boulders. They'll crush you if you let them.

So Pretentious. Much red.

by Allison Pang

I've been battling the flu the last few days so forgive me if I sound a little out of it. On the other hand, being sick means I've been eating a lot of citrus fruit to help stave off anything worse. Which brings me to the topic at hand:

Blood Oranges.

See what I did there?

To be honest, I'm only eating the normal sorts of oranges, but I will say there has been an uptick about the shade of this particular color of fruit.

But I'm sick, so I won't. However, as funny as as the meme is, yes there is a difference in actual red vs blood orange, but I'm just doing my part to spread amusement. 

On a different note - how good are YOU at distinguishing color? Try this test out and see what your score is:

http://www.xrite.com/online-color-test-challenge

I did score a perfect, but I've got years of sewing experience - ask anyone who sews how much fun it is to separate thread colors that have shades like: Bright Red, Orange Red, Dark Orange Red, Light Red Orange,  Very Light Red, Peach, Crimson - all for the same project. >_<

Social Media Butterfly

'Know thyself' was inscribed in the pronaos (forecourt) of the Temple of Apollo at Delphi. Apparently, several philosophers have tried to define precisely what that means, today, here's my take: Know thyself in all aspects - good, bad. Strengths and weaknesses. No over estimating. No under estimating. Foibles, quirks, everything. Presumably, by knowing all of these things, you are then armored. It becomes harder for your weaknesses and foibles to subsequently be used against you. In ancient Greece, where capricious gods were thought to affect everyday life, that sort of armor was vital.

I suggest it still is. Perhaps not because of capricious gods, though, to each his or her own, you know? No, my thought is that it's best to go armored to some extent against social media. Why? Because social media presents a false front. A façade. One that can depress the crap out of you. From CBS: "A new study shows that Facebook may help people feel connected, but it doesn’t make them any happier. In fact, according to the research, which was conducted by the University of Michigan, Facebook use actually predicts a decline in a person’s well-being."

From a Slate article titled "The Antisocial Network": ""Misery Has More Company Than People Think," a paper in the January issue of Personality and Social Psychology Bulletin, draws on a series of studies examining how college students evaluate moods, both their own and those of their peers. Led by Alex Jordan, who at the time was a Ph.D. student in Stanford's psychology department, the researchers found that their subjects consistently underestimated how dejected others were–and likely wound up feeling more dejected as a result. . .Jordan got the idea for the inquiry after observing his friends' reactions to Facebook: He noticed that they seemed to feel particularly crummy about themselves after logging onto the site and scrolling through others' attractive photos, accomplished bios, and chipper status updates. "They were convinced that everyone else was leading a perfect life.""

Note that these studies didn't differentiate between introverts and extroverts. Everyone felt worse. As a terminally geeky kid who grew into an equally geeky adult, I've always had this secret longing to belong - to be one of the cool kids. They had life SO much better. From the too loud laughter and fashionable clothes, it was obvious. And yet, even after achieving some level of belonging in groups that mattered to me (finding my tribe among writers, being published) I had other people looking at me like I was one of the cool kids, but I STILL look at Twitter posts from people I follow and I get that same lonely, stuck-on-the-outside-looking-in twinge. All because a few authors whose feeds I read present a chipper, clever, everything's always perfect front. They're doing more, being more. I end up feeling left in the dust. Granted there will always be something to aspire to - that's necessary if you're to have goals. But how healthy is it to allow something like tiny status updates on Facebook or Twitter or Tumblr or Pinterest to shape what you think you want to strive for?

This isn't to say that I advocate abandoning social media altogether. I don't. See last week's post on a similar subject. Absolutely engage in social media. Just be aware and remind yourself of a few things:

• If it isn't fun, don't do it
• Be aware that it's human nature to compare yourself to other people and that social media posts can never give you an accurate picture of another person.
• Accept that social media posts do not represent reality - they're a Christmas card snapshot where everyone's had a little too much eggnog and they're all dressed in gaudy red and green sweaters while they grin manically in front of the tree. Sub in umbrella drinks and bikinis on the beach - whatever is guaranteed to poke your jealously and sense of inadequacy with a sharp stick.
• Know thyself and then to thine own self be true (Polonius in Hamlet) - know your limits and stick to them. If an hour a day is all you can stand with social media, then by all means, give that hour your all. Then walk away, whistling and smiling. You've done good work.
• Recognize the signs of addiction - I'm only half kidding - apparently, it's possible. Keep track of your word counts on your WIPs. Are they dropping? Are you checking social media while you're out with loved ones or friends? At the dinner table? Beware, social media butterfly. That way lies madness. Unplug the router. Put down the cellphone - better yet - give it to a really mean but beloved friend and step away from the never-ending status updates.

Is engaging in social media strictly necessary? Probably not. Plenty of books sell without it. However, most publishers ask authors to engage. So in the interests of being a team player, put up that Facebook page, start that Twitter account - or whatever it is that sounds like a good time. And then do whatever it takes to protect your mental and emotional wellbeing and above all your writing. If your anxiety levels about what you're achieving start rising, you may be comparing yourself unfavorably to all of the 'I wrote 20k words today!' posts.

Social media isn't an accurate representation of anyone. You are far more than any collection of 140 word tweets. Or sunny vacation FB photos. So is everyone else.

I'll Tumblr For Ya...

by Allison Pang

I own this topic like nothing else.

I am the master of procrastination. If I can find something else to do beside whatever I'm supposed to be doing, I'm a happy camper.

Oh hey, shouldn't my house be clean? My house should be clean. Like I really need to get into the corners of that bathroom. And go through that closet that I never use. I'd get so much more done if that closet were organized, right?

*ahem*

At least until I run headfirst into a deadline - in which case I become completely screwed - but that's slightly different topic.

So, my two biggest weaknesses?

Games...and Tumblr.

The games is a given. I generally try to limit myself to playing only on certain days, or games where I can save and quit in between missions. (As opposed to Civ V, which is the devil.  JUST ONE MORE GRANARY. ONE MORE BATTLE. ONE MORE CITY TO FOUND. Seriously, the micro managing is sort of addictive. So, yeah. I gotta stay away from Sim games. They NEVER end. And then it's 4 am and I haven't done shit except build an empire.)

And then tumblr.

OMG. Tumblr.

It's chaos incarnate, and for what it's worth, I cannot turn away. It's like dashboard roulette. Just keep refreshing and see what pops up! Social Justice topic of the week. Porn. Kittens. Gay porn. Writing advice. Random WTFkry. Porn. Animated gifs of porn. Every fandom everything - tho heavily dominated by gaming fandoms, sherlockians, whovians, comics, LotR and marvel movies. Fanfic. Naked men. Naked ladies. Tattoos. Wonderful freaking art. And porn.

It's a geek's wet dream, frankly.

(There is something called Tumblr Savior - which I highly recommend for home and office use. It only works if people tag their posts, but there's nothing quite like surfing some lovely art with the kids behind you and then OMG. GIANT PEEN SHOT to make one a bit nervous.)

My own tumblr is a mix of writing advice, pictures of foxes, my own smutty Dragon Age fanfic, and just shit that makes me laugh. Which is why I tend to frequent Tumblr in the first place. I'm in great need of stress reducers. Tumblr fills that need, but it comes at a price. Since there's new stuff on it every second, I have to stay away from it when I'm trying to write. I've had to resort to Freedom, like Jeffe mentioned - because like chocolate, I appear to have zero willpower when it comes to refreshing it. And refreshing it. And refreshing it.

>_<

But I'll grant that the people on Tumblr are quick.

Just look at the Thor trailer that came out the other day. Within minutes, there were gifs and memes popping

up everywhere.  Mostly because LOKI AND HIS HAIR. OMG.

And tumblr exploded.

(Which you can read about on The Mary Sue, because it seriously exploded.)

I tweeted briefly about the fact that mr. loki looks a bit like Gotye here, but I was already too late, because 3 seconds later?





Yeah. They went there....

Anyway, not sure if I'm being all that convincing here or frightening people off, but it makes me laugh and sometimes that's the best thing about procrastination. :)