When I Get Nervous, I Eat
Why I am Nervous
I am trying to Tweet. In fact, I have been registered with Twitter for almost 10 months, and I have only made 7 Tweets. That’s because I get totally confused.
For Facebook, I have no idea what I’m doing. For starters, I still can’t tell the difference between the pages I see and the pages that everybody else sees.
When I am inept, I get nervous. When I get nervous— I eat.
Out there in the world, I see everyone else clicking, clicking, clicking. I do not click. I write, with a pen, on a little pad Then I go home and put my thoughts into my blog. I love to write. That’s not my problem. Writing is my comfort zone.
But only about twelve people read my blog and three of them are my first cousins.
Getting my writing found is NOT my comfort zone. I must reach out and use social media. That’s why I am nervous.
When I am nervous, I eat.
My Two Imaginary Friends Are At War Again
Grim says, “Just Tweet. Start already. You’re old and getting older.”
I say, “I don’t know how to Tweet. I get mixed up with retweeting, mentioning, modified Tweet, hat tip, replying, hashtags, linking, following.
Overthinker says, “Sit down and draw up a plan to plan for planning to link.”
Grim Streaker says, “Just retweet somebody. Become part of the community. Pretend you are at a cocktail party. Join the conversation.
And now, Nervous Nibbler, my new imaginary friend arrives.
Nervous Nibbler says, “Speaking of cocktail parties, pour a small glass of wine. Have some cheese with your wine. It will calm you down and then you will begin to make a plan for writing your plan on planning to use Twitter.
I looked at a few Tweets on Twitter from the people I follow. One of them was from Lois Alter Mark who wrote about her own writing process. I loved what she wrote! I think I will tell her on Twitter. I’d like to tell other people how great she is too.
Overthinker chimes in, “Go back and read the Twitter help columns again, Rose. Be careful. You might write something that everybody will see. What if you do it the wrong way? Everybody will know you don’t know what you’re doing.”
I knew Nervous Nibbler would have to put her own two cents in. “This calls for some salsa and chips,” she said. “Perhaps you might want to round it off with a donut.”
Grim Streaker Wins the Contest!
Grim Streaker finally set me straight, again. “Rose, put down the donut. You loved Lois Alter Mark’s article. Just tell her in as many ways as you can.
I respond in panic, “How do I do that? Should I retweet her? Or do I link to her blog or her Twitter account here on this very blog? I don’t’ know what to do first.”
Nervous Nibbler thrives on my indecision. “Rose,” she says, “make a ham and cheese sandwich. Add some mayo, some chips and a pickle.”
I will make the sandwich, but after I write this link. Then, I will do the best I can on Twitter.
Read Lois Alter Mark’s post on her writing process here. I loved it!
7 thoughts on “Social Media Can Make You Get Fat”
Awesome! I adore Lois, too!
She also is a very giving blogger. Thanks for stopping by.
Sweets for tweets!
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Sweets for tweets…or is it tweets for sweets? Hell,just pass me the chocolate!
I love your writing.know how you love sandwiches.Eat a sandwich,then,food for thought.
Love, first cousin,June
Our Dad’s made the best sandwiches in town!