OK, I'm rubbish.

It has been far too long since I last updated this but it has mostly been because I have had nothing decent to say.  My mum always said that if you can't say something nice don't say anything at all.  In my eyes similar can be said of blogging; if you have nothing intelligent to say, say nothing at all.

The reason for this post is my frustration with, possibly well meaning folk in the indie world, not living up to their promises. 

No, I'm not on about the book they've promoted incessantly not being as thrilling as they led on, that can be expected and needs to be taken with a pinch of indie salt.

See, many writers on Twitter seem to only be interested in promoting their own work rather than bettering the world of indie writers of all abilities. 

The beauty of social networks is that we are globally social with like-minded people, this enables us to build communities of people similar to us.  These communities can then communicate beliefs, ideas and advice to each other to help the group grow and develop.

All selling to each other achieves is alienation and isolation.  If, however, we used our collective skills, knowledge and contacts to assist each other then we would not need to sell to people in a similar boat but rather bring new people into the group through the work that is promoted through other channels.

Rant over.  Stay safe.