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449 Followers

I’ve been flirting with the number 450 for months. I admit that I’m not a bountiful tweeter, being of the quality over quantity camp. Not that the two are mutually exclusive, but I find my time better spent elsewhere. That’s less a dig at Twitter and its more efficient users and more a commentary on how I get lost in a task and discover hours later that I should have been doing something else—that task whose deadline is now looming, for example. (I’m a freelancer, and so good time management is my savior.) Having said that, I envy those who are so clever that they can manage their Twitter account and meet their deadlines—and do both well.

So, for months Twitter and I have done this dance, moving above and below 450 followers. I’m not concerned…scratch that. I am concerned. I wouldn’t be writing this blog post if I, at some level, was not concerned. Maybe “concerned” isn’t the right word. Maybe “fascinated” better describes what I’m feeling. Or “dismayed.” Each time I log in, my number of followers is different. When it’s 450+, I’m fascinated.

Right now, the number is 449. Color me dismayed.

I should say now that I work on social media as part of my job. I spend a lot of my Twitter time tweeting on behalf of a client, so when I return to my own account, I’m all tweeted out. Add to that my personal Twitter account, which exists solely to track my children’s tweeting habits. I occasionally feel the pressure to tweet from that account to maintain the ruse that I’m just another mom on Twitter—nothing to see here, kids. Just communicating with my tweeps. I swear I’m not stalking you.

Twitter and I have danced like this before. Every milestone had a brief period of wavering back and forth. At this 450 milestone, I may have plateaued. For reasons of my own appreciation of rounded numbers, I’d like to plateau on the other side of 450…

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Humility

I’m watching my son work through the process of high school varsity tryouts. He’s a kind, easygoing, funny kid who has strong beliefs of what’s right and wrong, fair and unfair. He’s a good baseball player, but competition is fierce and he knows he’s on the line. He is discouraged, and it’s difficult for a mom to watch. He is wise and humble beyond his years.

I recently had a lesson in Twitter etiquette. I thought I was being clever in posting a response tweet, but clearly that’s not so. Lost a few followers, one good one, in particular, because of it. I could use a little of my son’s wisdom and humility.

Twitter

I’m working on developing a Twitter following, but failing miserably. I’m not sure how to to acquire legitimate followers. Most of the advice out there recommends a spam approach: follow hundreds of people in the hopes that a percentage of them follow you back. But what’s the point if it’s all automated and no real person ever sees your tweets? I rejected that approach. Now I consciously examine every potential Twit (one who tweets? hmm…maybe that’s my answer right there) to see if it makes sense to follow him/her/it. That’s probably part of my problem. I actually READ the tweets to see if they relate to me in some way. I have a feeling that 99% of tweets out there are never read–uh, except if they’re “written” by the cast of “Jersey Shore.”

For my needs, I envision Twitter as a tool to generate paying clients. Oh, and interest in a blog that I should really write on more often, and about stuff that people actually want to read. Yeah, I guess I have to work on that.