So I’ve come to appreciate the sense of community on Twitter, and how I can communicate with people who share the same interests. That part is cool.
What I still don’t care for (to put it mildly) is the 140 character limit. It’s impossible to tweet anything of weight. Some people have referred to tweets as “Haiku.” Number one, I haven’t read all that many “Haiku-like” tweets. Have you? Number two, who has time to compose a Haiku every time they want to post? Brevity is one thing, but it takes me 20 minutes to whittle something down, let alone leave room for hashtags (Twitter is murder on type A’s like me) and try to still have some semblance of grammar (Twitter is also murder on grammatical types like me.)
Some people have said that Twitter is like a news-feed. I hate the news. I never listen to it or read it (except when something so horrific pops up on my AOL before I can open my mail, and I have to.) It’s like The Beatles said, “I read the news today oh boy.” My empathy wrecks me – I can’t take learning about horrible things. And what’s the point, if I can’t help the people or the situation? Have you read my work? I’ve got enough going on in my head already. I do listen to Robin Quivers’ news. Because I love Howard’s thoughts. (Not limited to 140 character!) Other than that, I’m certain that if something really bad happens that I need to know about, someone will tell me. (Certain people love to be the bearers of these things.)
All that said, I found a cool way to tweet without worrying about all that: my Facebook page posts automatically tweet, with a link! Eureka! I could finally speak freely.
Alas, last night a friend informed me that this is bad for the algorithms. Good God. I don’t fathom any of this. All I want to do is write. I love communicating with people, but it shouldn’t be so complicated.
I don’t know how anyone gets anything cohesive done anymore, with all this twittering and flittering about. It’s odd that something which should have simplified the task of “getting out there” actually made everything so much more complex.
I do what I can. But I have to get back to the business of writing. Not only for my career, but more importantly: for myself.
I do sincerely love sharing my thoughts on social media, when I have free reign to roam. I guess it’s like Bruce Springsteen said, “Tramps like us, baby we were born to run.” (Metaphorically.)
Bye for now.