I’ve always thought I only had so many words in me each day … except it’s a different number every single day, and I never really know until the day hits what it might be. (Or what it might have to be depending on my assignment.)
The day that the U.S. women’s soccer team beat China on penalty kicks for the 1999 World Cup title, I had about 100 million words in me. Every once in a while, I have 10 words, and they are used up shortly after I have breakfast around noon.
So that’s been kind of my hang-up with this Twitter thing … do I want to commit to typing more words per day? And do other people really want to read this stuff?
Well, that’s part of my hang-up … the other part is trying to figure out how to do it, which I’ve been told is not that hard even for me. It’s been a busy last few days with the NCAA tournament preview pieces for ESPN.com, but … I am going to catch my breath a bit this afternoon and contemplate: To tweet or not to tweet for the NCAA tournament?
I tend to write long … and Twitter is not for the long-winded. I tend to be too much of a smart-aleck too often, and I think Twitter gives you almost too quick of a trigger finger.
But, hey, I don’t want to be sitting at the train station when the spaceships are zooming past … or something like that. Several people have suggested Twitter to me in the last few months, and I keep saying, “Yes, I’ll probably get to it eventually.” Which is not the right approach in this “do-it-yesterday” society.
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