Twitted

First things first. There's a Mugwhump update today at ACT-I-VATE - please check it out.

Done that? Grand.

So I had a drink with Faz Choudhury last week. And he made a persuasive case for Twitter, which I'd previously gone to great lengths to avoid. And I thought I'd maybe create an account and just stand at the back of the room and watch how it worked for a while... give it a fair chance, kind of thing.

What happened was more like an ambush. I mean, honestly, you people terrify me. It's overwhelming, completely overwhelming. I basically shut my computer down for the rest of the day, hardly went near the thing unless I had to. Because every time I turned it on it was just a wall of noise. How can anybody actually think in that environment? I eventually figured out how to switch off notifications when someone follows you and that calmed things down a bit. But still.

Now what?

I admit I signed up partly for cynical reasons. I have an upcoming project that I want to give every promotional opportunity possible (soon, grasshopper, soon!).

Also, I've become reeeally out-of-touch with the UK cartooning scene over the last couple of years, and I thought Twitter was probably the place to find out what's going on, what the UK conventions are now that people are most excited about, that sort of thing. (I've avoided going to any local conventions lately because I was drawing a book you couldn't actually buy in the country in which it was drawn, due to Disney regional licensing arcania - seemed a bit pointless trying to promote it).

So I'm hanging in there. For now. There are things about it that bother me (not least the word "followers", which just makes the follow-ee seem too grandiose for words - you're not friends, you're not fans, you're "followers". What?!).

Still.

I'm doing a lot of actual, physical, get-your-fingers-dirty drawing right now, so I'm not near the computer a whole lot anyway - probably a good time to acclimatise nice and slowly.

You still terrify me, though.