One other thing
I have discovered Twitter. On the occasions when I can’t find the time to put together a blog post (or go to the loo, or make a cup of tea) I find I can sit down and write a one-liner about where my head’s at. I also use it to keep up with family and friends (far busier and more successful than I) who update there regularly, I receive local and national news in bitesized chunks, and I get vicarious celeb thrills by spying on famous people who interest me (Stephen Fry is following my tweets! I’m not worthy…).
Five minutes scrolling down through the day’s tweets, often in between activities like putting another layer on a papier mache pig and peeling potatoes for dinner (just two of the things I’m doing today, fact fans) seems to intrude less on my day than writing a long blog post, especially since I tweet under my given name so I don’t have to worry about keeping it out of sight. It does mean I have to be a bit circumspect about what I write – no ranting about how I WISH T WOULD GET OFF HIS ARSE AND FIND A JOB, but that’s not really the point of Twitter. And anyway, I come here for that.
And here is where I’ll stay. I like it here. I refuse to do Twitter! I can barely manage everything else without going mad! Besides, I’d rather read something more substantial and personal.
I know what you mean, but there are times when a one-liner is all that’s required… Only having 140 characters to express a thought, feeling or event certainly concentrates the mind.
However, I know the novelty will wear off soon. That’s the way I work – frantic and obsessive activity for a while, then a gradual tailing off as boredom sets in. Our family blog hasn’t been updated in over a year, despite frequent reminders from friends and family – frankly, I’m amazed I’m still here!