Those who know me in real life already know this about me, but here goes nothing…
I like having real conversations.
I hate texting and I hate Twitter. I usually turn the volume off on my phone because I hate texting with such fierce passion. I tell people I’m not pithy enough for Twitter, but the truth is I don’t care what the wittiest thing is that you can say in 140 characters or less. I’m pretty sure if I used Twitter, I’d start telling people every time I had to go to the bathroom just to be a twit. (My friends are currently all thanking God that I don’t tweet right now…)
If we’re going to talk, I want to have a real conversation with you. I want to know how you’re actually feeling, what made you laugh, what made you cry, what made you think. You can’t tell me that in 140 characters or in a garbled and abbreviated text message. I want to hear the full story, maybe even hear your voice telling me that story. Texting makes me long for the good old-fashioned days when people sent e-mails.
Lately I’ve been exchanging e-mails with a friend of a friend. They are long e-mails full of paragraphs (if you’re a blogger you already know about paragraphs), and they make me want to get to know her better. In fact, I’m pretty sure we might be able to scratch past the surface if we keep exchanging them. It makes me wonder what it must have been like to have lived one hundred years ago and exchanged letters, where you could see and even touch someone else’s thoughts. It almost makes me want to be a Civil War bride (just without the husband-going-off-to-get-shot-in-the-war part).
In truth, I’m pretty sure that’s what I love about blogging too. We slowly, but surely exchange our stories until we feel like we know each other. Yes, it’s a fast-paced, microwaved world. Yet when we put our stories out there, we put a little bit of ourselves out there as well. Let’s use those words to tell the full story, to share our voices, and not to abbreviate our stories until there’s nothing left.
Okay if you’re currently having a love affair with Twitter, you can still comment. I won’t tell anyone. Just remember that you’re only getting one tenth of the story over there…