Trying Triberr

Triberr is my newest challenge. Family and friends know I don’t understand anything on the computer. This is one of my flaws. Another one is to say yes before I think it through. So Triberr and I were united when another author asked for new tribe members.

First let me state I am happy with Triberr. It has opened a whole world of interesting people who like to read away from the usual author loops and writing industry-oriented sites. I do thank all the places that provide reviews, but this is a whole new world.

I expected to blog three times a week, a New Year’s resolution. My fellow tribesmen (women?) would Tweet about said blogs. In response I would Tweet their blogs.

Triberr is a work in progress. It is growing and changing as I type. In good ways, I think.

I’m not going to give you a blow by blow about joining Triberr. It can be complicated as a few of the people who joined my little tribe can attest, especially when Chief Barbara is also learning the ropes.

Okay, I can’t resist.

The first step is to join twitter. Then the tribe chief exchanges follows with you. The chief sends an invite.

Does this sound like a bunch of men set it up? Giggle.

You follow the instructions to add the rss feed to your blog.

There you go- posts go up on your tribal stream. Back to Tweet, etc.

The other side of this is the encouragement to have a FaceBook page to send likes to. Also a Google+ page for more likes. The simple and fast buttons let you post to Twitter, like on FaceBook, like on Google+, recommend on StumbleUpon and LinkedIn.

I joined StumbleUpon. I hadn’t heard of this really active blog site search engine. You recommend a post to the site and it is added to the day’s search. Hopefully your tribe mates add yours. A couple bring you up the list.

I rejoined LinkedIn. I hadn’t seen the point to a group I never intended to visit, but this got me there. I found a large community of writers, aspiring writers, editors, etc. When I friend one, I also got to connect with all their friends, a very wide spreading web of connections to have at your fingertips.

I bet I left a lot of information out.

I can tell you my followers on Twitter have jumped. Visitors to my blog have increased in numbers. I don’t know yet if it has affected my sales, but I’m working on building name recognition for my next book so that may be a very nice side benefit.

I can’t tell you how much time I spend on Triberr. On weekends more tribesmen publish blogs so its longer. Less than an hour I would guess, a lot less.
Have you tried Triberr? Do you want to?

Read my excerpt below.

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Ancient Blood

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About Ancient Blood

Lily Alban escapes a murderous stalker, but his vicious attack leaves her with the ability to see auras. She finds safety in the tiny hamlet of Rhodes End where a stranger stands out like a red light. Try as she might to deny her growing desire for Cole, she seeks his help but soon discovers the man she loves is not a man at all.

Werewolf Cole Benedict resists his attraction to Lily. A botanist researching the healing herbs to find a cure for Lycanthropy, he’s determined to protect Lily from her stalker as well as himself even in human form, but instinct takes over when he changes to his inner beast.

Together they must use their extraordinary gifts to catch Lily’s stalker before he attacks again, but revealing their secrets to one another could destroy their growing love or save them both.

Lily sighed. “Since this happened,” she ran a finger along the scar on her nape. “I’ve seen lights, haloes, auras, whatever they’re called. They reflect whatever emotions the person is feeling. My doctors said I was crazy and I had to lie to them, convince them it had been temporary. Only the effect never faded. Since I’ve moved to Rhodes End it intensified.”

She closed her mouth tightly as his golden eyes narrowed. “And?”

Irritated by his quiet response, she pushed her hair out of her face. “I can read yours. Sometimes. Mostly when you’re a wolf.”

“What does it look like?” He looked interested as one of his dark brows quirked upward.

“A spinning kaleidoscope, so beautiful it takes my breath away,” she whispered.

He pulled to the side of the road, leaned across the seat, and cupped her chin in one hand. “You do love me.”

 

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