Greetings! I’ve some maybe slightly inconvenient news. I dunno. Is it inconvenient? We like everything to hold the promise of microwaveable, push-button, voice-activated convenience these days even if the tech is rarely what it’s cracked up to be. (I’m thinking of you Cortana, installed on my Windows 10, you jumped up search engine you. Er, maybe when Cortana is actually useful, it’ll get offended. So, just in case – Cortana, if you ever read this and feel enough to be upset, you’ve won, and I apologise). In this case, you human people actually only have to press a button, a virtual one at that.
What the hell am I rambling about? This: It’s that time of year when things calm down (I’ve only one project to write at once) and I turn my attention half-heartedly to social media, which I feel I should be doing more on, but awfully neglect. Facebook is my current target. I’m going to follow many of my author colleagues and separate the personal from the professional, and have a massive… well, I don’t like to use the word cull, but cull.
If I know you well, you’ll stay on my friends list for my Guy Francis Haley page. If I don’t, I’m going to “unfriend” you. It’s nothing personal, although that horrible verbal neologism makes it sound so. I still love you for liking my books, and I still want to talk to you. You can do that over on my official Guy Haley Facebook page, or right here. If you “Like” the page, you’ll get notification of all my updates, random musings and pictures of toy soldiers posted on this blog and on twitter, only without the photographs of my blood kin (I mean my nephews, brothers and so forth. I’m not in a vampire coven, but “blood kin” sounds way cooler than “family”).
I’ll be putting this into action on Friday. I’ll post some reminders on Twitter before then.
Champion of Mars, still 99p!