Adieu Twitter

I don’t hate Twitter. I don’t think it’s stupid. In fact, I am in awe of my Twitter friends who use it well and get real satisfaction from those 140 characters. Truly, I do.

It just doesn’t fit in my new K.I.S.S. Social Media Plan.

As I’ve recently read books such as The Fear of Insignificance (Carlo Strenger), The Shallows (Nicholas Carr), The Lost Art of Reading (David Ulin), and Hamlet’s BlackBerry (William Powers), two three things have become clear:

  1. I like—nay, am excited by—the potential and creative uses of social media, and I do not want to give it up.
  2. I have more power over my experience of the dizzying effects of technology than I thought.
  3. More women need to join this particular conversation.

Later this week I’ll post a more thoughtful essay about these four books, but, for now, here is the start of my K.I.S.S. Social Media Plan:

  • Continue with two blogs (I had thought about consolidating—again—but the two areas of focus are just too different; maybe I’ll revisit this idea at a later point).
  • Close the Facebook Page for one of my blogs and post updates only on my Facebook Author Page.
  • And, last but not least, close my Twitter Account.

I never did use Twitter as it was originally intended, as a way to chat and have conversations. I used it to share resources with and from other writers, and I can do that just as effectively (more so, because it’s more comfortable for me) through my blogs and Facebook.

Do I feel as though I’ll miss out? Do I fear being an outsider? Am I worried that people might mistakenly think I am saying that my decision is right for everyone?

A little. And that’s part of the problem.

Blogs. Facebook. Twitter. Goodreads. LinkedIn. YouTube.

Sometimes, something’s gotta give, and it’s not going to be my writing.