Tuesday, January 11, 2011
But I happen to think ALL of you are who you say you are... but would I trust you with my STUFF? What are the markers that push people cross that trust line? How do we know who REALLY wants to give us good feedback and who might revise it and call it their own? I know this HAPPENS, but I have to confess, I am not NEARLY as paranoid about it happening to ME as I once was.
Why am I asking? Probably silly... provoked by something that only struck me for an instant... I am part of an ABNA prep group and yesterday got a Facebook message, “Love your pitch, would love to read your book”... erm...
Now at the time I read it, that was all it was. At the end of the day I ALSO had read this woman's pitch and we BOTH have ghost stories (only her ghost is angrier) and she really had accurately identified me as a good match to trade projects (were mine closer to DONE), but I was shocked at that defensive... erm... what? This is my SEXY book! I had thought I was once again a totally trusting animal... apparently it's not so... [is it scary that I felt like I trusted her after reading her book pitch?]
It got me thinking about who I trust... ALL of my writer's group, of course (heck, if I were organize, I'd will them my half done stuff so they could finish, publish, and split proceeds with my family—that is my trust level). With YOU GUYS... the people I check in with a couple times a week? A LOT of trust. The people I email with? Fairly TOTAL trust. Facebook? If it's regular, quite a lot. I have no idea how much interaction it takes for me to trust you... But somehow, I do.
So what about you? What does it take to reach trust?
And if you trust ME, maybe you will consider sending me personal eye-candy photos to replace my Google Image deficit... *shifty*
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Picture 1 from Morguefile, picture 2 created by Joris Ammerlaan for ME
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