( EFE/Andrew Gombert ) A quick programming note: There will be three installments of this newsletter next week, because we’re rolling out a project that I’ve been working on for more than a year, and we want to make sure that you get every installment of it in your inbox. I’ll be taking you inside how we put the project together. I can’t wait to share it with you! I don’t think this is a particularly common malady, particularly for people who write things for the Internet and then use social media to try to persuade people to read said things, but I’ve been feeling uncomfortably, even slightly twitchily, dependent on Twitter lately. My experience with it isn’t like Facebook, where my feed isn’t responding to every major event the instant that it happens, the posts are longer, and the responses and conversations are less constant, and less self-consciously clever. Which is not to say I don’t still enjoy Twitter; I have great fun there, I’ve met wonderful friends there and it’s an invaluable professional tool. But I have been trying to step back a little bit. I’ve set goals like not using Twitter while watching TV or movies that are meant to relax me at home, or not checking the service once I’m in bed for the night, and though I mostly fail to meet those goals, it comforts me to have at least the aspiration to do better. So in an odd way, when I woke up to an enforced Twitter outage this morning, due to a major denial-of-service attack that shut down many popular websites, I felt slightly relieved. I’m re-reading Tamora Pierce’s “Terrier,” the first book in her Beka Cooper trilogy, and I actually concentrated on it during breakfast. I made it through much more of the news than I normally do on my way in to work. And though I missed the flow of responses on Twitter, I didn’t particularly miss the lingering dread that often is there when I open up the service, the fear that something terrible has happened in the world, or that someone angry at me has unleashed all their followers in my direction. It was good to take a break. And maybe it’ll be easier for me to do it on my own next time. |
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