Twitter and I Are Barely on Speaking Terms

THE GUILT IS CRUSHING MY SPIRIT. MUST. TWEET.

I just want you writers who are so faithful about tweeting my stuff to know what’s up with me and the birdie. I share a lot on Facebook , because my buddies are there. Twitter is an enigma to me and I’m not super motivated to master it at this late date. However, I appreciate you experts who share my work on the platform, and I try to reciprocate, when it crosses my mind. Which as yet is not often.

More than likely, there will be a pattern. I’ll work up some good, old-fashioned guilt because I’ve not been paying forward this generous gift so freely given to me and for a couple of days, I’ll tweet the shit out of everything.

Then, you can probably expect silence for a month or so. But, I’ll be back. To cram Tweets.

Count on it.

xoxo

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.