About a month ago, I wrote a post bemoaning the fact that I was finding Twitter too draining and that the 1550 people I was following were drowning out the gems that I had been used to receiving in my early days; when I was following about 500 people.
A few days later, as part of handing over the Bright Ideas blog to another author, the Twitter account that I had curated went too. This meant I had to start my Twitter (almost 2 year old) relationships all over again.
I wanted to follow as many people I knew as quickly as possible so that I wasn’t bereft for too long. Doing this was risky though as I quickly had many followees than followers. To many people this signifies that you are not worth following or you are a spammer. People who I had built solid relationships with, who knew my real name, who I had contributed articles or work to and some who have actually met me, have not yet followed me back. I haven’t gone out and re-followed everyone I used to otherwise my balance sheet will be something like 1550 followees and (currently) 261 followers. Not ideal.
So why haven’t my old friends followed me back? This might be because they are also feeling at their limit and don’t want to follow anyone else. This is a danger for anyone new on Twitter, because it may be that if you only join now, many of the people that matter are “full” or oversubscribed. Hopefully I’ll be on a waiting list! Or maybe it’s because they were too polite to unfollow me in my first Twitter life.
So, even though I moaned about “too much noise” a month ago and I ended up getting my “wish” of less noise (for 24 hours, no noise at all), I’d dearly love to have all of those 1550 people back.
However, I’d like to thank the 261 wonderful people who have rediscovered me and my new account. I now appreciate our connection more than I ever knew.