Tag Archives: Social Media

The Perils of Being a Book ‘Influencer’ on Social Media and the Changes It Effects…

The advantages and disadvantages of social media have probably been talked about a million times before and cautioned for and against even more than that. But we’ve usually seen that in a wider context. What happens to people like me who are on the Internet, shouting from the proverbial rooftops about books? What impact does it have on us? How does it change us? How do we navigate the double whammy that is social media and our love for books?

Of course, when I say this, I’m only talking about my own experiences, something that seems fitting enough given that the day this goes up is my birthday. If you happen to relate to it, we’re two of a kind. If you don’t, then take it with a grain of salt because there are as many opinions in the world, if not more, as there are people.

My Social Media Journey (and why I’m tired of it) | #Blogtober22 – Day 16

One’s introduction to social media is so exciting, isn’t it? Oh, we can connect to friends on social media! Oh, I’m going to meet so many new people on there! Oh, my favorite artists are only one click away and I can interact with them! Oh, I’m going to become a phenomenon overnight because I’m going share and share and share and talk and talk and talk! And only one of these isn’t true. Because despite all the positives that social media extends to us, it can also be a draining experience. The constant need to put oneself out there and keep on top of the trend and stay updated takes something out of us.

Social Media & Toxic Positivity – The Inevitable.

I’ve been away from social media for more than a month, especially because of how toxic it quickly became. Each day brought new dramas, new levels of insensitivity, but there were particularly two posts that kicked me in my head. While I don’t doubt that these were probably done with the best of intentions, I feel that to say these and accuse people of being unwilling to do things for their own selves as a blanket statement ground my gears to no end. Even now, as I look back at them, I sigh and shake my head because of how insensitively rough they are.