Today is the first day of
Advent.
Advent is simply the arrival or coming of a notable person, thing or event - from the Latin
adventus (arrival) and
advenire (to come). This season of Advent specifically is preparing for the coming of Christ. Each year, I can hardly my excitement to be able to listen to Christmas music again and think of new creations to give as gifts to my loved ones. Provided this excitement does not give way to overwhelmed despair, this looks to be a good year.
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I have to vent, as a writer just beginning to dip her toe into the waters of social media, that Twitter has been frustrating me. I know there must be an ebb and flow to how many followers one must have, but the last few days I've seen mine dwindle. 1.) I know building a platform takes time. I've been at it two months, so I'm imploring myself to chill out. 2.) The ebb and flow and dwindle of followers must happen to everyone. So... is it just more noticeable because I have so few followers to begin with? 3.) Am I saying stupid things? I thought not tweeting if I had nothing to say was the better option. Perhaps I'm wrong. 4.) I still have followers, and this by no means precludes gaining others. 5.) There must be a way I can use it creatively. Shall I tell a story? Shall I do hiakus? I am studying my options.
What it boils down to is this: putting oneself out there is hard. Hard for a shy introvert. Hard for everyone. I still feel like I'm talking in a room full of people having many brilliant conversations, unheard and hiding in a corner, but I have to tell myself it will change. As much as I hate advertizing myself and my writing, that's how the game is played these days... but it is by no means something that is "won" or "mastered" in one go, in one tweet, in one word. It takes practice.
If the numbers really bother me, I'll keep away for a day or two and then get right back in.