The other day, a friend tweeted that he had given his book info to some people and I told him, "yay, go you." He tweeted back that I should send him some of my bookmarks for him to hand out as well. My reply: Really? Another time a friend said she was excited to see my new works in progress. My reply again: Really? I think she headdesked. Yes, really!
unfathomable that people would want to help me out. I will help other
writers out til the world ends, but I don't expect them to help me back. Why should they? Is my writing really as good as theirs? Do I really deserve it? Come on, let's stop this joking around and be honest. I'm not that good. I still can't wrap my head around the whole Turkish foreign rights deal.
Don't get me wrong, I am elated over that and I jump for joy when someone tells me they read my blurb and are excited to read Being Human. I'm excited when a friend says they will beta read my next story. I just don't expect it to happen. I don't expect people to RT my links in return for RTing theirs, like my page back, or want to help me in any way. I'm not even sure I expect a thank you. (Honestly, not always sure I like getting thanks. I tend to feel like I should say something back but you're welcome sounds lame in my head.)
I guess it's just part of my mentality or maybe something to do with how I was raised. You help others because you want to, not because you expect something in return. Plus, if you expect something and nothing happens then you're left with disappointment. And trust me when I tell you I can disappoint and guilt trip myself without anyone's help.