Danny Kemp.

I am on twitter, now that must come as a huge surprise to you. I consider it to be the best place for promoting and marketing my novel. On face book, I have the potential of reaching maybe Forty to Fifty thousand people with all the groups that I’m in, but on twitter there is a massive market of millions. Four of my 8,170 odd followers have over 200,000 followers themselves so if, and unfortunately they don’t, they were to retweet me regularly, there is almost a million possible readers alone! I retreat about One to Two hundred fellow ‘marketeers’ on twitter and, in turn, most of them retweet my work. It’s how the system works, and how word is spread.

I never initiate a ‘follow,’ merely responding with a follow-back as is the normal custom and etiquette on that social networking site.

Yesterday my work was retweeted by a stranger, not unusual but what followed was. I returned that kind gesture and the one of following back her, (the name is Dee, so I imagine a woman) opening gambit as it were. Today I received three messages from ‘Dee’ all amounting to the same complaint……”You are tidal waving my twitter Daniel, please stop.” ‘Tidal,’ being her word but quite explanatory I think. I was, in her opinion, tweeting and retweeting too much.

This all took place whilst I was at work, and one tweet, relating to my own work, was going out automatically every half an hour! I possibly retweeted about fifty or sixty others, during this time. I messaged her back to say what an honour it was to meet the owner of twitter, and sorry I was using her services so exuberantly, but I thought that I was being conservative in said usage. As I say two more berating ‘messages’ followed.

I almost forgot to add something rather relevant to all of this, I was her second follower. She now has only one!


About Danny Kemp

I was at work one sunny November day in 2006, stopped at a red traffic light when a van, driven incompetently, smashed into me. I was taken to St Thomas' Hospital and kept in for a while, but it was not only the physical injuries that I suffered from; it was also mental ones. I had lost confidence in myself let alone those around me. The experts said that I had post-traumatic stress disorder, which I thought only the military or emergency personnel suffered from. On good days, I attempted to go to work, sometimes I even made it through Blackwell Tunnel only to hear, or see, something that made me jump out of my skin and that's when the anxiety attacks would start. I told my wife that I was okay and going regularly, but I wasn't. I could not cope with life and thought about ending it. Somehow or other with the help of my wife and medical professionals, I managed to survive and ever so slowly rebuild my self-esteem. It took almost four years to fully recover, but it was during those dark depressive days that I began to write. My very first story, Look Both Ways, Then Look Behind, found a literary agent but not a publisher. He told me that I had a talent, raw, but nevertheless, it was there. His advice was to write another story and that I'm delighted to say, I did. The success of that debut novel, The Desolate Garden, was down to sheer hard work, luck, and of course, meeting a film producer.
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2 Responses to Danny Kemp.

  1. Onisha Ellis says:

    Great story! Just have to laugh at this kind of situation. Feel freel to tweet and “tidalwave” my timeline.

  2. She is obviously new to Twitter and marketing. I wonder if she contacts and complains to McDonald’s (and several other major companies), when their ads appear more than once during a 30 minute SitCom (a nightly occurrence during prime-time).
    She better get used to it fast, or go back to spending her time on Facebook, as it IS the way of Twitter-land.

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