I just had the most epic Twitter clean out, and it feels incredible. I went from following 1, 231 people, to following a mere 194, and I finally feel like I can check into twitter now without feeling the energy being sucked from my very soul.
It’s a good feeling.
No offence what-so-ever to those thousand or so people I just unfollowed. Some of you are amazing talents, some of you are best selling authors, or fancy lit agents, or huge publishing companies. Some of you are just people, or other writers like me and there is nothing you did to make me tick that box.
The simple fact is that I’ve had enough of big numbers. They mean nothing. I want to be able to have conversations again. To connect. To get to know people. To keep up with the tweets of the people I know, rather than people I don’t. If I did delete you, but you want the same, then please, send me a tweet! Spark up a convo! I love to chat.
I feel unburdened. And I can actually read my feed and see people I am familiar with and want to know about. It’s really lovely. I know this is not good twitter etiquette, and I expect to see my ‘followers’ number drop dramatically in no time. It doesn’t bother me at all. This writer needs less junk in her head, thanks 😉