I have a Facebook page! I mean I, as in me as an individual person, have had one for a while. Because, obviously, right?
In fairness I was one of the last of my friends to submit to the lure of facebook, but I did eventually cave and we now have a love/hate relationship, the ‘book and I. Nonetheless, Beth made herself a page and I started to get blogger anxiety. Like, should I have a page? How come I don’t have a page? Is it weird that I don’t have a page?
So I made a page. And then I invited exactly zero people to like it.
I sat on it for a few days feeling dumb, like, why exactly am I creating a Sweet Madeleine facebook page? I didn’t know. I still don’t know. Except…social media? Web presence? Some other bewildering jargon?
Then I invited my mom and my sister Lizzie, and both of them “Liked” it, which was terribly encouraging and so here we are.
Anyhow, I gather that this is accepted practice and it’s not enough to have a blog where you overshare your life every day but you should also have a Facebook page so I have a Facebook page and you are supposed to go “Like” it – me? – now.
Like me. Please like me.
(That basically sums up the entirety of blogging right there.)
Soooo here it is.
It’s weird… right?? I’m still kinda like, “ummmmm…”
But I figure, if I’m going to be building an Oprah-esque EMPIRE and starting television networks and magazines and whatnot, I may as well start with a Facebook page…
Anyway, with having WRITTEN AN ACTUAL BOOK you have a LEGITIMATE reason to have a page. So work it, girl!!
Oh, and it totally “liked” it.
Yeah, Oprah V. 2.0! Pages for all! 😉
Thanks for the push, I’d never thought of it! and thanks for “liking” it. (me?) 🙂