So here’s the story . . .
I receive a message through my LinkedIn account. Honestly, I’m not sure why I have a LinkedIn account. Occasionally I’ve looked for clients for nonfiction projects through LinkedIn, but rarely has anything ever come of it. Truthfully, the most success I’ve had in social networking comes through Twitter.
Anyway, a message came through LinkedIn from someone I’ve never met, I’m not even sure we’re connected, asking for assistance in “partnering with a literary agent.” This person was a fellow alum from Marquette University and proceeded to tell me about their book. The author ended by telling me there was a book proposal ready. My response, as is my response to all queries sent through social networks (if I respond at all), was that I don’t accept queries through social networks, but the author should feel free to query following the guidelines on our website.
The author, apparently because we attended the same school, felt that she was exempt from following my guidelines and was apparently put off by my response, “I’m afraid I do not accept queries via social networking sites. To query me and BookEnds you should review the guidelines on our website.”
Well, not that you’re surprised, that set off a sh**storm. One that I can now honestly say amuses me and I’m sharing for your entertainment only. The author corrected me to explain how, after rereading the original message, there was nothing in it to indicate this was a query and that not only was my response disappointing, but indicated I have a “lack of belief in Marquette Ideals.” What?! What?! Because I stick to a company policy I am now apparently morally corrupt?
And then after explaining that LinkedIn is a professional networking site and not Facebook and that I use it to solely seek to benefit from others the author said, “While I realize you cannot instill decency into people, it disturbs me to have Marquette’s name to continue to be represented in such a poor manner.”
And there you have it. I am nothing but a money-grubbing, self-absorbed, indecent human misusing my alma mater. Dang, I’m a jerk.