He’s a nice guy – one of my co-worker for several years. I
really like him. In fact he’d tell people, “She’s my mama,” which caused some
mouths to drop open because I’m a pale whitey, and his skin is definitely the
opposite. He’s the first one who took me to eat at Lolo’s Chicken & Waffles
– he and another co-worker.
As is often the case, we lose track of people over the
years. He quit, I stayed, but we reconnected on Facebook a couple of years ago.
I noticed he’d married again – for the third or fourth time. He had children
with his first two marriages. I’m not sure of any others. I do know, by his own
admission, that his marriages failed because of his infidelity and drug abuse.
It was ironic, since we worked together at a Christian drug and alcohol rehab.
He found me on Facebook. Then about a year ago, he asked me
about my writing career, and how I went about getting a book published. “I’m
writing a book. Well, my wife and I are writing the book.” Through his posts, I
found out the book is about having a successful marriage – “ Do the opposite of
what I did,” is part of the cover blurb.
I scratched my head. Well, okay, I think, but because of
what I personally know, I wouldn’t buy his book. BUT….then he begins to ask me
to help promote his book, which came out a week or so ago. I frequently share
other writers/authors books and blogs on Facebook, people whose work I trust
and admire. “I need you to Share Share Share on Facebook and help me get the
word out,” he posted on my wall on Facebook.
Ugh! I resent this kind of presumptive pressure. In good
conscience, I can’t promote his book. Okay, I vented. I feel better. To all my
fellow writers and authors, it’s okay, and a necessary part of the process, to
ask friends and acquaintances to help with your promotion, but don’t pressure