I've read a lot about Karma lately.
It goes by a lot of names. Kismet, fate, aura, vibrations in the universe and what comes around goes around.
In this month of October black cats, ghoulies, ghosts and other creepy monsters, Karma seems like the kind of monster that can go either way. It also seems like the monster most people are likely to run into, whether you believe in it or not.
I guess I just gave away my Karmic leanings.
Karma strikes me as an idea that makes amazing use of human selfishness. If you want good things to come your way, be good to others.
In the context of writing and social media, I don't think that means retweeting other people's tweets or writing meaningless positive reviews about work you haven't read and have no plans to read. I also don't think it means hitting like on Google Plus and Facebook posts at random.
In my opinion, Karma is earned only if it's genuine. If you love a writer's book, tell them. If you see something amusing/interesting/thought-provoking on Twitter, retweet it. They key belongs to you. I guess I'm giving the same advice I remember reading in Seventeen Magazine when I was fifteen. Be yourself, honest and real, and good things will come your way.
If Karma does exist, my guess is the reverse side, the vicious back end, works just like the front end. If you don't love someone's work, behavior, or anything else, don't take it upon yourself to announce that fact to the world. Smear campaigns are not attractive, nor are they an efficient use of time. Jumping up and down and screaming is the adult version of a tantrum. Vendettas and revenge are only captivating in stories.
As for me, I'll be avoiding both black cats and walking under ladders.
I'll continue knocking on wood and following the excellent advice of Seventeen Magazine in hopes that maybe, just maybe, I'll meet that perfect, cute bit of Karma. If I'm lucky it'll ask one of my books out on the date that pushes them straight to the top of the New York Times bestseller list.
Now that's dreamy!