My Facebook Friends
It seems ironic and maybe a little dishonest to say I have 1,400 friends. But on Facebook, I do. However, I selected each and every little avatar as people who may have similar interests to myself. (Not counting the dozens of family members and friends I know in real life. That’s genuine friendship!) Let’s be honest, though. I don’t need that many friends. I started my Facebook page initially with the sole purpose of social marketing. I’m an author. I write books. I would love people to know about them. This is one way to do it.
But a funny thing happened on the way to the forum. I’m making what can be considered real friends among the thousand or so. People I’ve never met who regularly stop by my page and say hello, make kind comments, or just share their experience about a certain topic. And isn’t that what a friend is.
This week, I had a lovely phone call with a woman I know only from Facebook. We had a great chat about writing and publishing, and even family (i.e. making time to work with little ones scampering about). And another woman I know only from Facebook generously read and then reviewed my book The Third Wish on her blog. I say generous, because it was a good review — but you can read it for yourself.
I’ve never met most of the people who I share comments and laughs with on Facebook. But I consider them friends. Lots of people knock the Facebook community (I myself have done so in the past). But it is a community. And that’s a friendly thing.
Come on, be honest. Haven’t you made some real friends through social marketing?
And if you want to be my friend onFacebook, come on over. You can never have too many friends.
