I’ve seen lots of friends abandon Twitter accounts. Some just stop sending Tweets for no reason. For months they go without writing anything. But the writers - the ones that enjoy the interaction - they come back.  Some thought spurns their interest in the medium again.  Some people abandon Facebook. A privacy hack or the annoyance of all the requests to play mindless games just puts them over the top. A lot - a lot of people blog when blogging seems like a fun activity - or a way to make money - and then they walk away when they realize blogging is work.  

“I write Tweets for a living,” I told someone today standing outside of a restaurant. It’s an oversimplification. I do write a lot of tweets. It’s amazing how much power 140 characters can carry. I write a lot of content for other people in my line of work. In the afternoon I though about my tongue-in-cheek comment. If I took out the words, tweet, or blog, or case studies, or proposals, the sentence is: I write for a living. 

I write for a living. So I might as well spend some time writing for me. Who knows where it might take me.