I’m not into the numbers. Lately everything in social media seems to push you to quantify your place and rank in the world. I have very little interest in doing this for myself, but there is one number milestone I hit this week that took me by surprise.
1000.
I have tweeted over 1000 times on Twitter since October 14, 2008. While most prolific Twitterers would roll their eyes at this number, to me it matters.
When I started, I was afraid of my voice. Back in October I did not believe I had that much to say. I am an introvert (this point can be debated in another post), and I can’t possibly say that much to strangers and still retain my sanity. I recharge when I am quiet, when no one is around, and when I don’t feel like I have to interact. If Twitter had been a real cocktail party, I’d be asleep in a booth at the bar by 9:30pm without a single drink in me. While I think aloud and talk a bit, it was not fit to broadcast. At least I didn’t think so.
Twitter changed that. For 8 months, I twittered observations of everything I came across. If you’ve ever spent a few days with me, you can testify that I switch subjects and genres. ALOT. Think of a symphony. Each thought is a different note. Played by hundreds of instruments, or subjects. Sometimes it sounds like a warm up, and sometimes we get harmony. Rarely. While I couldn’t get EVERYTHING into the tweet stream (I can’t type that fast) I did get just enough to record a glimpse of what I was experiencing, thinking, and interested in.
Maybe the most interesting result of my 1000 tweets is I can start to define what I really care about. When so many things and ideas and resources swirl in my head, committing to certain subjects is difficult. This has been part of my struggle to nail down a blog topic. Put them all together, and I find I have plenty to say on several key topics.
While I can’t say I’ll always stick to the subject, I can say that my 140,000 characters convinced me to commit to writing about those topics in this blog and not to fear my voice. I’ve learned there is always someone listening. Even if it’s just me, it was and IS worth the effort.
PS– A big should out to Jennifer Navarette, or @epodcaster, who not only exposed and guided me in Twitter, but also carefully challenged the notion that I had nothing to say. You have some serious power. I’m a huge blabbermouth now.
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So @shelleyrae revealed this Shelley’s voice. What have you learned from your first big chunk of tweets?


Shelley, I know you have used more than one of those “tweets” to encourage me when I am sad, and laugh with me when I am being silly. I am so glad you have shared your voice, and glad to have met you through twitter.
You go girl! Looking forward to more conversations.