However...hmmm: 'however'...I use that word an awful lot, since I'm trying to never start a sentence with the word 'but', which, some forty years ago, my English Language teacher warned me would lead to hairy palms and a loss of eyesight. Or maybe that was something else, and it was the priest...anyway: however. The 'followings' of which I speak (or at least I shall, once I stop getting caught up in these rambling asides...ah....sorry...) seem to be a little...um...well...sycophantic, to put it mildly. On social media (especially the biggest: Frontoftheheadpamphlet) it's easy to spot this. While it's not by any means confined to writers and - I'm going to use the word - their Groupies, since writing is something dear to my heart, that's one of the reasons that I find myself being a little sniffy about the whole thing.
Of course, there is a very real, but oh-so-so-so-so-so-so-so slight chance that it may have something to do with the fact that I'm an UNsuccessful author, that I don't get that kind of attention (even from family members), and that I wasn't hugged very much as a child...but I doubt it.
Seriously though, I can't help my lip curling in disdain when the same names appear all over anything someone posts, or any announcement that they make, and ALL the comments are platitudes, strokes, or little short of verbal blow-jobs or cunnilingus. I mean: come on, people. Nobody's that good, all the time, and with everything they do. I mean...
HOW ABOUT PAYING ME SOME ATTENTION FOR A CHANGE?
Oops, did I say that out loud?
Ummm...I'll just be getting my coat, then. *Cough*...I'll find my own way out...