I’m sitting in the car, in the driveway, scanning my newly created Twitter feed. I only joined a few days ago and already I’m smitten. Also, I’m feeling left out. It’s another social media circus where the aim feels like you post so that you are followed. When you have many followers you are deemed worthy; worthy enough that even strangers will follow you.
I am slowly learning the rules of Twitter and about re-tweeting. I follow people who are prolific re-tweeters. They are funny tweets, but I am just skimming. I’m not laughing aloud. Once every 15 posts I smile. There should be a limit to how much you can post, or re-tweet, in a day. Much like the time limits I impose on my kids’ computer usage per day, there could be a shut down after you have re-tweeted a daily quota. “Your allowable re-tweets have now reached capacity. Please wait til 5am tomorrow at which time you can tell us more about what someone else said.”
I don’t tweet much and I don’t really re-tweet. Still, I don’t want to be the person who loses followers. I will also not tweet what I ate for breakfast (same thing, every. day.). This seems like more of a Facebook thing. On Facebook and blogging I’ve found that being funny or resonating with a universal emotion is what gets you heard and read. I don’t feel funny, and you certainly can’t fake humour. I have emotions like everyone else. Actually, I probably have some to spare, but I don’t want to re-hash what someone else has felt. I can hear someone reading my post and thinking “That emotions already been taken!”
Humour and wit and the funny are entertaining, but further to that it’s numbers. It’s followers, it’s likes, it’s retweets. It’s my name in numbers. And I am losing sight of who I am because I am looking for numbers.
I have one post that has generated a lot of traffic for me, and by that I mean numbers. It’s about a fairly banal thing (coffee) so anyone who searches in Google likely gets my one post as a hit. People see my post, click on the link, and I’m not sure how much further things go than this.
I removed the post to write for me. It felt more honest this way. I’d rather than an audience of one, and have that someone interact with me and have a conversation. My stats were being falsely elevated and created the idea of interaction that I wasn’t feeling. I want my blog to inspire and be a part of a community. Having a lot of hits isn’t much of a conversation. Nor is it an audience I am interacting with.
I write because it helps me process my day and makes me think about what I think. As an introvert having this outlet is good for me. I feel supported and inspired when someone comments on a post. Not everyone will agree, nor will everyone care, but it’s those of you who continue to read, to share, to contribute, that make this sometimes challenging process worthwhile. And for that, I keep going.