Okay, the coolest thing happened to me and I have to start off by saying, “I am not stalking Adam Shepard.”
The other day I blogged about Adam Shepard’s book, Scratch Beginnings. I won’t go into it any more here because, hey, you’re smart and it’s the next entry down on this page. So I picked all my key words including “Adam Shepard “and “Scratch Beginnings,” (which I’m not doing this time because I don’t want a cease and desist letter sent to me). Key words, for those of you who don’t know, help Google (and everyone else) find what you are writing about. You can even ask Google to tell you when certain words are used and to notify you.
Adam Shepard commented on my blog!
To me, that is SO cool. If I were a published writer, I would SO totally Google my name and every book that I ever wrote (heck, if we’re going to pretend I’m published, we might as well pretend that I was published more than once–my fantasy–pick your own). And if I was published and checking to see if people wrote about my book, I SO would comment on their comments.
So here is a case where I’m thrilled because a writer commented on what I wrote, but at the same time, HE is probably psyched that someone blogged about his book. They say (and again, who are “they”) there here isn’t such thing as bad publicity.
I tried to come up with some sort of moral or lesson for this, but couldn’t come up with anything other than, neat. It’s neat that someone (besides my captive FB friends) actually read my blog.