Welcome to Starving’s new look. The vivacious and talented Amanda Blum, of Howling Zoe Productions, has not just redesigned my site, she’s dragged me kicking and screaming into the world of new media.
When I started writing for a living, we still carved words in stone with chisels. Or just about, by today’s standards. I did use a computer, but it was only as a word processor. I’d create a file, fill it with my deathless prose, and send it on to my editor, my agent, my mother … whoever. From there, it would go through channels and eventually appear in print. On actual paper.
When I started writing for a living, we still carved words in stone with chisels.
Those were the days.
It’s not that I don’t want to change with the times, to get with the program. It’s just that I internalized a model that doesn’t include dynamic content, or search engine optimization, or Twitter. I’ve developed muscle memory that has me sitting in front of the computer, creating stuff, and then sending it out as a fait accompli. A fait accompli without pictures.
But this will never do, Amanda said, and she took me to Wordcamp Boston to prove it. If Starving is going to be interesting, it has to be interactive and well-illustrated. If it’s going to be well-read, I need a presence in places where my potential readers like to go. And so I will facilitate discussion and cross-posting. I will take more, better pictures. I will Tweet.
I hope you’ll join me. Reading my readers’ reactions is one of the best parts of blogging (can’t get that with magazine work!), so I hope you’ll leave your two cents. If you read something you like (or even something you hate), send it on to your friends. Come join me on Twitter (@tamarhaspel) by clicking the little blue bird in the upper right-hand corner. Friend me on Facebook, and say Starving sent you. You can never have too many friends.
Meantime, you may encounter a few glitches as we work out all the kinks. If you find something that doesn’t work right, you’ll be doing me a favor if you leave a comment or drop me an e-mail.
And if you see Amanda – she’s the one with the flaming red hair – thank her for me.