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Just a note or two before I pass the baton to Marion . . .

As I have been haunting the internet in the last two years I have come across some very fascinating people who are talented authors. One in particular is also a media guru. Not the self-proclaimed type on twitter who thinks they are going to help you conquer the world if you emulate their superior online marketing skillz (you know, the ones who follow thousands of people but themselves only have fifty followers), but the REAL kind of media guru.The kind who people listen to.

In addition to being a very talented author, Marion Jensen is a media advocate. He is a techie. He is someone who understands things like Creative Commons, the rise of e-books, and the ways in which the internet is changing at the most basic levels. I invited him to share his thoughts about media today. Since he won’t give a plug for his own books, I will do so for him. Marion writes under the pen name Matthew Buckley, and has two published middle-grade humor novels out: “Chickens In The Headlights”, and “Bullies In The Headlights”. I have read both and laughed all the way through them. If you get a chance, go check them out. Here is a link at Amazon: http://bit.ly/5YIEmS

Thanks for joining me here today Marion!

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So, you want to get social?

Hey, everybody is getting on Twitter! I should get on Twitter so I can market my book!

Hello, my name is Marion Jensen. And I’m a recovering author. Daron asked me to talk a little about social media and what writers should be doing with it.

First, a little about me; I’m a doctoral student at USU, and I’ve studied social media for about four years (motto: I’m not the quickest student you’ll ever meet, but I am thorough). I also happen to be an author.  So, given those two facts, Daron asked me to chime in on this whole ‘wacky web thing’.

First, a bit of boring but necessary history. We’ve all heard of ‘Web 2.0’, but do we really know what it means?  To understand it, it helps if you understand Web 1.0. In general, Web 1.0 was the creation of a ton of really cool stuff. Web 1.0 also generated some really boring stuff, but hey, it’s the internet, there is plenty of room.

People created all this stuff, and search engines tried to organize it all. The problem was that it became really hard to find what you were looking for. The internet wasn’t an organized venture, remember; it happened organically. Then Google arrived on a white horse and changed everything. What made them special? What made their teeth glisten in the sun? Well, they used people to help improve their search engine. If a lot of people were pointing to a single site, that site must be cool, right? So Google would push it to the top of their search results. While Web 1.0 focused on the content, Web 2.0 focuses on relationships between individuals. How do we make sense of all this new content on the internet?

By using our friends to help.

So the Internet moved away from just finding content, and moved toward social things: Facebook, Twitter, Digg, Wikipedia, Blogs, MySpace, and on and on. I found cool things through my friends. Web 2.0, at its heart, is a new way to communicate and share.

“Aha!” You say, “I see your point! Marketing is all about getting out your message, so we now leverage this new-fangled Web 2.0 to market to the world!”

Uh…no. I mean, you can do that, but you’re going to end up shooting yourself in the foot.

You see, the reason people like this new social web is because it’s social. You get to hang out with your friends, talk about cool stuff, and you can do it in your underwear in the basement. It’s a dream come true. In a way, it’s kind of like the water cooler at work used to be. Except that if you show up to the watercooler in your underwear, you’re likely either going to be fired, or promoted.

Imagine you are at work; you’re not thirsty, but you see a group at the water cooler, and they are talking and laughing. You go to join the conversation. At the same time, Herman, the guy from accounting, shows up.

“Hey,” says Herman. “I just wrote a book. It’s going to be on sale next Tuesday.”

“That’s great,” says Jim, the guy from sales, “…anyway, so the bartender says—”

“I’m doing a signing,” says Herman.

“Fine, Herman. But like I was saying—”

“Martha said she liked my book. She said that my characters were deep. She wrote a memo.”

This is the point when Jim punches Herman in the belly, and nobody really feels sorry for the guy.

I have seen this kind of ‘marketing’ happen over and over again on Facebook and on blogs, and now on Twitter. And do you know what? That is not the way to get followers. If you look at Twitter, Facebook, and blogs as a way to sell your book, you’re going to have a rough go at it. If I’m flipping through TV channels, I’m not going to stop at the channel that runs all commercials all the time. I want something interesting.

THAT is what you have to do. You have to be interesting. If you can be interesting, you will get friends/followers. If you get friends/followers, the rest takes care of itself.

If you’d like to see a master of Web 2.0, you should follow @robisonwells on Twitter. Rob is an author, and is adept at using new media. You see, Rob doesn’t pimp his books. He rarely even mentions them. What he does is write articles that make you laugh, and tweets that make you chuckle. He is a good writer, and he shows it every time he posts something. He talks about being an author, or being a dad, or being a shoplifter (ok, I made that last one up). And if you’re scrolling through your twitter feed, filled with random people you don’t even know, you ALWAYS stop and read his tweets.

But how does he sell books if he doesn’t run commercials? Well, unlike Herman, he just talks. His books may come up in the course of the conversation, but it’s not a sell. For example, this fall Rob wrote a book. He did it in a few weeks. I followed the whole thing on Twitter, but not once did I feel like I was being sold to. He has since found an agent, and I’m rooting for him. Guess what I’m going to do when his book is published? That’s right; I’ll buy a copy, and maybe one for my friend. I’ve seen what Rob can do with a blog post, or with a tweet, and I sure as heck want to see what kind of novel comes out of a head as warped as his.

THAT is how you use social media.

OK, I had a nice outline of social media dos and don’ts that I wanted to cover, but I’ve already gone on WAY too long. I’ll have to save those for another day. In the meantime, if you’re interested in learning more about new media (can you sense an impending plug?), or you want to learn from Rob ‘The Man’ Wells himself (now you can see the plug is imminent), you really should come to next year’s LDStorymaker conference: http://www.ldstorymakers.com/conference_2010.php

Rob, I, and Howard Taylor ( http://www.schlockmercenary.com; I could write an even longer post on the way Mr. Taylor uses new media correctly) are doing a presentation on new media, and Rob has promised that he will take off his shirt and flex his pecs.

I, for one, am not going to miss that. You shouldn’t either.

See you there.

Marion tweets at @marionjensen and blogs at http://chickenarmpits.blogspot.com

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One more thing I might add…

If you would like to follow the antics of Marion, Rob, and more than 900 other authors, writers, bloggers, editors, publishers, book reviewers, and literary-agents, I have twitter lists for each of these. You can find them under my own twitter profile, @DaronFraley.  I look forward to seeing you around!

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Recently, I have spent a fair amount of time reading about social media and promotion. Whereas social sites like Facebook and Twitter used to be the magical realms where only the brave, computer savvy individual would dare tread, more and more people have started to ride the wave. But individuals are not the only ones who have taken notice. Businesses are starting to build and manage their own accounts on these sites so that they can quickly and efficiently disseminate information to their followers. And I am not talking about just BIG business, either. Small mom-and-pop operations, artists, musicians, marketers, insurance agents, professionals in every industry . . . they are all participating.

I have been no different–because I have seen the power (wisely used/not abused) of these sites when people with large followings use the mediums to keep in touch with their peeps and tweeps.

This brings me to my subject about BRANDING.

I have started a list on twitter where I am following authors, writers, agents, publishers, and book reviewers whom I either personally enjoy, or who have connections to people whom I have met in the publishing industry. Some people I have added to the list simply because they are wildly famous and lots of people are interested in what they might have to say.

So . . . the other day I decided to go looking for some famous authors to add. I decided I was going to add Stephenie Meyer and JK Rowling. I found Stephenie Meyer almost immediately. But I didn’t add her twitter account to the list. Why? Something didn’t look right. Yes, the picture was her. But the tweets “didn’t fit”. I did some digging. I came across a blog of a person who seemed to have legitimate data. I learned that Stephenie Meyer doesn’t have a twitter account. The biggest twitter account out there (with the most followers) is an imposter. So are the others.

http://www.twilightguy.com/2009/04/25/unmasking-the-imposters/

Hehehee. Glad I didn’t follow for that one. Yes, the misspelling was intentional.

Then I went looking for JK Rowling. This time, armed with the new realization that twitter accounts for famous people are commonly held by squatters, I did my homework. I found a great web article that talked about the fact that JK Rowling opened up a twitter account just to keep the imposters at bay. She did three tweets (http://twitter.com/jk_rowling). Go read them. I thought her tweets were funny.

What is the moral of this story?

Well, I had someone ask me recently, “I was planning on opening my twitter account later, when my book is published. Should I do it now?”

YES. It is about branding. It doesn’t even matter if you never intend to use the twitter account. OPEN it. Claim it as your own.

Branding. Have you ever been around when cattle are branded? It stinks.

Yep. Branding your name is work. It is a pain. It even stinks. But if you are an author or any other aspiring artist or professional, you’ve got to do it!

Protect your name. If you don’t, and you become wildly famous, how will I find the real you?

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12
Sep

Twitter feed from Blogger – Easy?

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I looked everywhere for instructions on how to get an RSS feed FROM my blog, into a feed service to transfer and post onto twitter.

I chose to use twitterfeed.com, and the setup was actually pretty easy.

1. Create an account on twitterfeed.com

2. Fill in information about your twitter account, and ALLOW it to connect

3. Once twitterfeed has confirmed it can talk to your twitter account, fill in the rest of the form

4. Name your feed. I called mine: LachishLetters

5. Here is the tricky part: The field that asks for the location of your RSS feed URL, put an “/rss.html” at the end of your blogger address. Mine looks like this:
http://lachish-letters.blogspot.com/rss.xml

6. I changed my update frequency to 30 minutes

7. I also put this in the Post Prefix field:  Latest blog post:

Here is my test. Hopefully this will show up in twitter. If it does not, I will try again! I hope this was helpful for the rest of you Blogger folks.

Sorry, but I am not sure what the process would be for Wordpress. Good luck!

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19
Aug

Twitter sometimes not so twitterific

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This will be a short blog post. I thought I would be helpful to my friends out there who use twitter and want to keep their followers list clean. Clean as in toilet-scrubber-and-lysol-clean.

I made the mistake at looking a bit more closely at some of the followers that suddenly showed up on my list. “Hmmm. Who is this? Do I know this person?” Needless to say, a single click got me an eye-full.

Here is a tip for you twitter usin’ folks:

Login to your twitter account.
Click on the “Settings” link in the upper right corner.
On the main “Account” tab, right at the bottom, there is a check box for protecting your tweets.

After you turn that on, the very next follower who wishes to sign up will land in a small section on the right column of your main page. You will see a link there to allow you to accept or reject the follower. Pretty simple.

You know, the very fact that I have to do this makes me a bit angry. I hate filthy-image-pushers. Yes, I said the word HATE. From the Book of Mormon, Alma 37:32

“…teach (the people) an everlasting hatred against sin and iniquity.”

Do I hate these pushers as people? No. But I do hate their occupation, their actions, and everything they stand for. I get angry at the fact that they waste my TIME. Time is precious. And because they cause us to have to protect ourselves with anti-virus software, ad-blockers, etc., they are also costing us money.

For all you unrepentant filthy-image-pushers out there: May the fleas of a thousand camels infest your armpits.

Sheesh. I even had to choose my words carefully so my blog doesn’t get accidentally flagged by poorly written protective applications which might think I was actually hosting those types of images on my blog.

*sigh*

What has this world come to?

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Today I am going to share something I have learned as a writer: frequent word repetitions can be the ugly wart on Nanny McPhee’s face. Have you seen the movie? I thought it was great fun. And the wart was hideous. So was the snaggletooth. I digress…

Frequent word repetition can pull a reader out of the story. They make the reader stare at the page. Or the wart.

Them thar’ words might indicate a tendency for the author to write in passive voice (too many be / was words). Or they might be an author’s favorite word (like “just”). Sometimes they are simply a result of writing small amounts each day and forgetting what you wrote yesterday. I can’t remember what I ate yesterday, let alone what I wrote yesterday. And I like to eat. Even more than I like to write. Maybe.

But if the high-frequency occurrences are so undesireable, how can you squash all them little pests?

Here is a MS-WORD tip to brighten your day:

In your WORD tool bar, find the HIGHLIGHTER. Turn on a color. Any color. Except for pink. No pun intended for the word brighten in the previous sentence. Which I have now repeated.

In your Edit menu, click on “Replace”.

Fill in the fields as shown below:

First fill in your “Find what” field. Then click on the check-box for “Find whole words only”.

Then fill in your “Replace with” field. When I am editing, I find “was” and replace it with a “was” which is highlighted. You highlight by clicking the “Format” button and choosing “Highlight”. I leave these highlights in and then edit the entire manuscript for that type of word. Editing goes quite fast with the green and yellow highlights. Remember, no pink.

If I am only wanting a frequency count, I replace “was” with “ZZZZ” or something else, and watch how many it finds when I click the “Replace All” button. Once it is done replacing the words, I can change it back. Using a strange string of letters and choosing the “whole words only” option assures me that I don’t replace the was in washington by accident. We wouldn’t want to count that one anyway. The “ZZZZ” also makes it easy see, and easy to turn back to a “was”.

NOTE: Notice that your buttons at the bottom of the window will change (and the lable for the section also changes) depending on whether your cursor is IN the find field or the replace field. That will help you to not be LOOKING for highlighted text…. unless you really mean to do that.

I hope this was helpful for all you writers out there. Just kidding about the pink.

Have fun!

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5
Aug

New Website

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Yep. I am official. Of course the website needs some tweaking, but it doesn’t look too bad for a first round attempt.

Check it out:

http://www.daronfraley.com

Let me know what you think!

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5
May

Do you lurk?

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If you lurk and want to keep lurking, that is fine. If you would rather follow the blog and let me know that you do, I added a Followers area in the left pane. Join up!

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4
Apr

IT Ninja

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I am not feeling very well today. The doctor at the urgent care center said my blazing sore throat was not strep. The next day it turned into a nasty cold. Now it is into my chest, and everything hurts. I look forward to the day when all sickness will be banished from the earth by the Great Healer.

But until then, I feel weak and puny.

But, occasionally I feel strong. Even invincible . . .

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I sit on the back bench-seat of the articulated bus, my conference treasures and laptop bag under my left arm. Outside the windows, bright colored placards and store-fronts the size of billboards all shout in Chinese. Scooters dart and cars honk, pedestrians dodging them all. In front of a marketplace a dingy cargo truck blocks a lane, its open bay door exposing pigs hanging from hooks like shirts in a closet.

I am not alone, but my three work associates sit apart from me on the nearly full bus. A beautiful fall day, each stop along the way to Fisherman’s Wharf causes a new dance between those boarding and those leaving. The seat on my right is free.

A young man in his late twenties gets on the bus. He holds a jacket draped over one arm. The smell of alcohol wafts upward as he sits next to me. There are now very few seats left.

I continue to watch people. Chinatown is interesting. I feel a soft bump on my hip, but not like the normal vibration of an incoming call. I ignore it until I feel it again. Strange. I venture a timid glance downward. The man next to me is gazing the other direction, but his finger is flicking my cell phone, trying to pop it out of the carrying case. I reach down and pull my phone case off my belt, tossing it into my laptop bag under my left arm.

The man pretends he doesn’t notice. I stare forward, now very alert. The man shifts in his seat and leans forward, elbows on his knees. I watch in my peripheral vision. The bus is noisy.

What is he doing? Jacket still over his arm, he is leaning far into the aisle. Too far. I see his jacket, but not his hand. I realize his hand is in the coat pocket of the fifty-something Chinese man in the seat in front of us.

Fiery indignation erupts. I hit the man hard on the forearm, backhanding him like my great-grandfather may have done for a disrespectful word. He flinches away from me. As if I had just offended his manhood, his posterity, and his mother, he launches into a diatribe filled with every profane word I have ever heard, vehemently accusing me of hitting him for no reason, calling me crazy, proclaiming his innocence.

I ignore the thief and raise my voice, purposely loud. I want everyone in the back of the bus to hear. I talk to the Chinese man.

“Did you have anything in your pocket?”

The Chinese man turns towards me, bewildered.

“Did you have anything in your pocket?”

Unsure at first, he puts a hand in his pocket, then shakes his head. The man next to me is still spewing hatred. I turn to him, and accuse.

“I saw your hand in this man’s pocket!”

He denies it with more profanity.

“Your hand was in his pocket! You tried to steal my phone. I saw you do it. Why was your hand in his pocket?”

A few seats in front of us sit two African-American women. They are joining in the exchange, but I am so intent on the thief that I don’t hear what they are saying. The thief again denies his action. He accuses me of hitting him for no reason.

“How ’bout you and I get off this bus right now and go have a friendly chat with a police officer?” I nearly yell.

One of the women raises her voice.

“Who talks like that? Have a chat with a police officer? Whoa *N (n-word), let’s go have tea and crumpets with a police officer!”

What? Oh great. Now it’s about race. I hit the man because he is black? I don’t think so.

I again tell everybody on the bus what I had witnessed.

The rumble amongst the passengers continues. The thief quiets down. I watch him intently, ready to knock him into the aisle if he tries anything new. I see one of my friends, a big guy fully capable of squashing the thief like a bug, standing next to the exit. I am glad I’m not alone.

At the next stop, the thief gets up in a hurry and scurries off the bus. He doesn’t touch anyone on his way out. With him gone, the women start to laugh. They apparently think the entire scene was funny. I try to pick up what they are saying, but cannot. But their tone has changed. I don’t think they are laughing at me any longer.

I begin to question what I have done. Maybe I should have kept out of it. The Chinese man didn’t have anything in his pocket anyway.

I hear the bus groaning to another stop. Just a few more stops until mine. The Chinese man gets up, walking towards the exit. He stops and turns, catching my attention.

He bows.

In that moment of time, the universe stills. We connect. I know what his bow means. I am touched by his profound respect, grateful for helping him.

I feel strong.

When I get off the bus, my associates burst into raucous laughter. One of them calls me “The IT Ninja”.

I smile. I wonder: What if the thief had a gun?

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** Disclaimer: Just so that we are clear, the man next to me could have been purple or green. I am NOT making any statement about his race. Just like the women on the bus, if you as the reader turn this story into a racial expression, you do so on your own.

I am, however, making a statement about pockets: Keep your hands to yourself!

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16
Mar

Murphy’s Law

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I love this picture. You can find it on wikipedia for Murphy’s Law. I was supposed to be editing tonight.

Instead, I spent 2.87 hours trying to get my iwlan driver to stop flaking out, the process of which made me do several reboots, which then brought me to my 75-successive-mount limit for the partition, which therefore necessitated the fixing of an inode corruption on my laptop, which I addressed by booting to my intrepid ibex cd, opening up a term session, and running a privileged-user initiated filesystem check on the first partition of my /dev/sda device.

If the mere fact of reading the above description of my computer adventure makes your head hurt, then how do you think I feel?

Murphy’s Law. I want the law repealed.

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21
Feb

Rubber Mallets For Their Heads

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I think I have been fairly positive on this blog to this point. Today I am not going to be. And it is intentional, because it is time to vent.

I am reserving the mallet on the left here for the heads of all of the people in this world who think it is FUNNY to create a hoax about missing children and start spreading the hoax by email to the entire world. Dude (or dude-ette if you are female), it ain’t funny. You may think you are funny, but you’re not.

There has been an email running around which I have seen a couple of times in the last week. It involves a 13 year old girl by the name of Ashley Flores. According to Snopes, ( http://www.snopes.com/inboxer/missing/ashleyflores.asp ) this hoax or prank has been around since May of 2006. And here it goes around and around again.

*sigh*

I am so exceedingly irritated that I wish I could find the prankster, and apply a rubber mallet to the top of their head in hopes to knock some sense into them.

Take this from the snopes site: In one day alone (19 May 2006), our site registered over 25,000 searches from readers looking for information about Ashley Flores.

Can you imagine? This is just ONE DAY. This does not include the involvement of the FBI, Pennsylvania and New Jersey State Police Departments, or anybody else who has wasted time, money, man-hours, etc. to deal with this.

Do I blame those who have perpetuated the hoax by forwarding on the email to millions and millions of others? No. How could I? I almost forwarded it myself. To all of you good Christian, Jewish, Muslim, and other religious or not-religious people out there who love your children and care about the children of others, who want to be law abiding citizens, and wish to make a positive contributions to society . . . I am on YOUR SIDE! Hurrah for you! Thank you for making this world a bearable place to live in.

And for all of us, who now feel bad because we CARED, I am so sorry. The hoaxter is out there, laughing once again that this email chain they started almost 3 years ago has once again taken the attention of millions of people. So much wasted time. Time which should have been spent doing other more productive things.

To my readers: Who can we trust? Do you ever get tired of the lies? We seem to get it from all sides. I admit, some things we hear are simply mistakes or errors by well-intentioned folks. But, other things are intentional lies by pea-brains like the person who started this email chain.

I would like to share just a few pointers about discerning truth from error when it comes to the internet and email:

1. If it sounds too good to be true, it isn’t true. Nobody in Nigeria has a bunch of money they need to share with you. It is a scam.
2. If it arrives by email, unless you know the person yourself, don’t trust it. Did it originate with this person you trust? Does it concern them? Or are they simply forwarding something they got from other people?
3. Is it an email with a quote from a famous person? Don’t trust it. People don’t generally spread their wisdom by email. Look for it to be verified on an official website. If you can’t find it posted somewhere else, chances are the quote is a fake.
4. Check it out! There are several places on the internet where you can check the facts. Snopes is a good one.

If you are a good-hearted person, who really cares, and you have fallen victim to these kinds of things, don’t feel bad. I have been misled before, just like you.

And for the hoaxters, this is how I feel about you: You are no different than the punk who tags a building with the ugliness of graffiti. Hoaxes are destructive. They destroy trust. They waste precious time, resources, and money.

If you feel like you are about to have a case of incredible stupid: please take the mallet above and use it.

If I have offended any of you non-hoaxters, my sincere apologies. Let me know if I have, and I will employ the use of the rubber mallet myself. Heaven knows I could probably gain some benefit from it. Where is that mallet???

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