I was just cleaning up my blog and came across one of my first posts back in July of 2009. I saw that I had a comment actually on that post "Twitter" from one of my very first twitter friends, and I swear I just now saw the comment.
Back then I was wishing I had 10 followers. Now I have almost 250. Not too many, in the land of Twitter, but nice nevertheless.
I still however, feel, most of the time, that I am talking to myself. Sure I get an occational reply or RT or even when there is a solar eclipse I get Follow Friday mentions...very exciting!
Why is it that we all feel the need to inform our world wide web "friends" that we have just poured our first cup of coffee, or that we are headed to the movie? It's as if Twitter, Facebook, MySpace, and all the other social networks are a study in Psychology. Will they really tell eachother when they've gone to the bathroom? or changed clothes? Yes! Yes, we will. Why? Because people flock to people. Because no matter how much we try to be our own person, stand out from the rest, we, by nature want to be heard, seen, and wanted.
So, while we talk to celebs via tweets like we're old pals or without a second thought, pimp our blogs, books, and businesses out over the waves, we still do most of it with out a reply. Well maybe that just me...it certainly feels like it.
I will sign off now and immediately tweet to the twitter tweepers and ask them to read this post. Let's make it an experiment: if you read this post because you saw my tweet...will you leave a comment? Hopefully, unlike the beginning of my twitter life, I might not be talking to myself quite as much.
~Write Now...a mother's musings~
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Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Here a twitt there a twitt everywhere a twitt twitt!!
Twitter is a forum to make you feel lonely if you have no followers. I feel as though I'm walking down a street, able to look into every store I pass. Within each store is a different story, different music, different vibe. I stop and watch for a bit. I knock on the glass..."hello?" "oh hey I love that too" or "I have an opinion on that."
No one hears though, I'm talking to myself. I'm tweeting to twitters who can't or don't seem to hear me.
Oh the madness!
Why do I still log in every so often during my day to see what's happening?Human Nature, it must be, we all love to look into the lives of others. We want that connection.
My mission is to have at least 10 followers (which is a funny term for this because I feel like a puppy following the tweeters - oh someone throw me a bone) by August 1st... is that unreasonable?
Tweeters twitters, whatever!
Twitter is a forum to make you feel lonely if you have no followers. I feel as though I'm walking down a street, able to look into every store I pass. Within each store is a different story, different music, different vibe. I stop and watch for a bit. I knock on the glass..."hello?" "oh hey I love that too" or "I have an opinion on that."
No one hears though, I'm talking to myself. I'm tweeting to twitters who can't or don't seem to hear me.
Oh the madness!
Why do I still log in every so often during my day to see what's happening?Human Nature, it must be, we all love to look into the lives of others. We want that connection.
My mission is to have at least 10 followers (which is a funny term for this because I feel like a puppy following the tweeters - oh someone throw me a bone) by August 1st... is that unreasonable?
Tweeters twitters, whatever!
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