Social Media Networking has taken all the fun out of my Internet social life.
I have been on the Internet since I had to dial up with my telephone. My BFF “from college?” We met on a writing bulletin board from three states apart. Before Internet dating became mainstream, I told people we went to school together because only freaks became friends with someone they’d only communicated with at 56 Kbit/s. (Look it up, kids)
Especially because I lived in rural Texas, I’ve always relied on the Internet to connect with like minded people–reader people, writer people, comic book people, fannish people. (This is not to say people don’t read in rural Texas, or even that they don’t read Science Fiction in rural Texas, but just… Well, the entire population of Refugio County could fit into Cowboys Stadium ten times.)
What I’m saying is, I was social on the Internet LONG before Facebook or Twitter. Even before MySpace or LiveJournal. I actually *remember* my computer telling me “You’ve Got Mail.” (I also rode a dinosaur to school.)
Now comes along Social Media Networking. It may surprise you to know, dear readers, that authors take *classes* in how to talk to you on the Internet. How it’s not enough to have a website. We need to have a Facebook and a Twitter platform, and provide Meaningful Content on a Regular Basis and Ohmygodthepressure!
I can’t just tell you that I celebrated with a vanilla latte because I made it through one day without having to clean up dog pee from my floor. (I didn’t think anything could be harder to house train than a Papillon until I got a Pomeranian.) Now I have to be Entertaining! Informative! Profound!
Talk about performance anxiety.
Twitter is easier, because it’s a smaller investment on both our parts. I angst less over whether you will consider my love of caramel frappuchinos a waste of 140 characters. But a whole blog on my frustration with the running toilet right next to my office? (No, really. I’ve changed the flapper like five times.) just doesn’t seem worth the click through on Google Reader. (Um, it is, I promise. I’m hysterically funny when it comes to ranting about my plumbing.)
The thing is, I love the Internet, but I don’t like Networking. I like talking about movies and books and MY books and my dogs and coffee and my diet and how I hate to go to the gym but I have to because I love cheesecake. I might also mention Russell Crowe occasionally. And mixed in with that, I’ll tell you about whatever book I’ve got in the works.
So, I hearby declare myself done with Social Media Networking. I’m just going to go back to blogging and tweeting with my friends, colleagues, and most of all, readers.
In honor of that, here’s a picture of my dogs:
(I’ll still be doing iLessons on Thursdays. There’s an iLesson here, if you look for it.)