Ok, I've been twittering for about a month now (Hi, my name is Randy, and I'm a twitterer...).
Twitter has recently caught it's second wind. It launched ages ago, and like most early adopters, I signed up right away. And quit. It just didn't make sense to me. It looked like blogging for boneheads, which, although I am one, I was already blogging...so I bailed.
I reengaged in the twittesphere when I realized that a number of really smart people I knew had embraced it and that I must be missing something. After 618 Twitter posts, I have the following observations.
1) Not all Twitter users are created equal. There are drone twitterers - computer generated accounts who follow 5,251 people and Twit jibberish. There are regular twitterers who might follow 50 and be followed by 50 people (not necessarily those they follow). And then there are The Twitterati. These are the rock stars of twittering who have 2,362,201 followers and follow no one, twittering where no man has twittered before. I'm in the middle catagory.
2) A good Twitter post makes me think, laugh or want to respond. Do not twitter "Eating toast now". Especially during a fast.
3) Twitter makes me a better writer. 140 characters is not much, people. I edit my Twitter posts far more closely than I do anything else, because I hate txt speak and abbrvtns. I'm a stickler for commas and like to use a period, even thought it uses a character space. I will concede the double space between sentences, although it pains me. The exercise has made me think about unnecessary words and how to get rid of them - and that can't be bad.
4) Twitter has yet to fully be utilized by organizations. A few are trying it - for instance, I posted a one liner about a Southwest flight and received a reply from Southwest almost immediately, because they have someone searching Twitter for chatter about them. It was impressive. Still, I think it's a powderkeg of opportunity to get the word out. Watch my account for some mad twittering in August, including a Live Twitter of TheCall DC from my perch as stage manager.
And that's what I'm thinking in my sacred space this morning.