I woke up yesterday at 4:30 A.M., wide awake. I couldn’t get back to sleep, so I did what any sane writer does when she can’t get back to sleep. I joined Instagram.
This, I should mention, was done against the advice of my 16-year-old daughter, who had warned me that Instagram, although highly entertaining in a time-sucky, falling-down-the-rabbit-hole kind of way, was not an effective way to connect with my middle-grade audience. Young readers don’t follow authors on Instagram, she said, unless the authors are wildly famous, like Rick Riordan or J.K. Rowling. And even they don’t rack up as many “likes” as Kylie Jenner! [Read more…]