So there you are, chatting away on Twitter, maybe partaking in the odd hashtag game where you replace one word in a film title with the word arse, when you see a retweet or conversation go past involving someone who seems really interesting. You go and have a look at their profile and click on follow. They follow you back. You envisage many happy hours spent chatting, you’ll become best friends, they might even end up dedicating their next book to you, that’s how well you’ll get on.
Then, you get a DM. This is exciting as it means that they’ve probably just been scrolling through your tweets and are so entertained by what you had for breakfast, and your constant retweeting of funny looking vegetables, that they’re already contemplating a collaboration of some sort.
But no. They are one of those. The people who send you a DM containing a link to their book/website/blog, before they’ve even interacted with you. You feel cheap, used, worthless. Your hopes and dreams shattered. You will probably never trust anybody ever again.
Well maybe not all that, you’ll probably just be a bit cross, unfollow them and forget about it. But even so, it’s rude.
I have a huge pile of books next to my bed waiting to be read and quite a few on the kindle app on my phone. Lots of them are written by people I interact with on Twitter. Most of them I’ve bought, some I’ve been given, others I’ve borrowed. None of them have been bought as a result of being sent a link in a message. Same with blogs. I will find your book or blog all by myself thank you, sending me a link in a message is just going to make me want to unfollow you. The same way that putting a slimming leaflet through my door makes me want to go and make toast.
Has anyone ever made their fortune by pushing their books in this way? No? Right, then back off.