Crap Superman

Soooo, from this writing weekend, we've joined a group Facebook page, and a couple of people sent me direct Friend requests.
One of the things Philip Gladwin urged is to begin networking, citing degrees of separation will toss up unexpected people 'in the industry' to help progress our careers. AND that nepotism is about the only way to succeed!
 STILL - I haven't told my 'FB' buddies about my writing. An great mix of people; from my travels, from work, even from school... my only criteria for an 'accept' is that we've got drunk together (and I've enjoyed the experience). My bezzy-mates are there too, and offline they know my secret.

SO, back to the new friend requests. I declined (politely). Not because there are photos of my daughter, and my friend's kids. Nor because we hadn't got trollied together...
Rather because I don't want posts on my personal FB relating to my writing! How crap is that? I just don't want to talk to these people about it. Why? I think because I just don't want to pretend to be something I'm not (yet). I can see I need to work on this though.
To my mind, that makes me like a really crap Superman. IT geek by day, writer by night, weather allowing in my underpants (but minus the phone box).