Twitter? Please. I can't even text... Last year's resolution was to start a blog. The experience of writing it, learning to use a camera, and hearing from readers almost immediately, has surpassed anything I imagined.
This year's resolution is to try and understand "social media". I can't quite connect with Facebook; something about all those "friends", hidden behind the ethereal scrim, and the idea of friending, undoes my courage.
But I've started a Twitter account. I can't quite figure out how you are supposed to let people know you are there (besides this way); all the instructions are way more complicated than 140 characters might suggest. Aggressive following? Say what? But so far, I'm intrigued by the limit of 140 characters--wondering when this will become a poetic form? Enjoying the "pensees" of the amusingly self-satisfied but very clever Alain de Botton--whose demons seem to hover around envy and jealousy; have found that I can now catch up with the inimitably charming and highly entertaining Susan Orlean. And, 140 characters is a real challenge. As readers of slow love life might imagine. Here we go!