"Writing only leads to more writing"

My favourite (among many) writer, Colette, seems to have put her finger on the problem. You send an email... an answer comes back... the blasted things breed like rabbits... more writing, explanations, congratulations, counter-congratulations, mob hugs, Twitter campaigns. There's no end to the blabbering.

A friend recently told me of a web site that had over a million hits. I was horrified. That would crash the system, I felt. My idea of success to have nothing in my in-box and a gentle jog-trot of comments back and forth among an increasing number of friendly bloggers.

So far, this has been achieved.

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My husband and I are in absolute agreement on one fact. Neither of us have any recall about the sites we have signed up to over the years. They are gentle, bland names that slip, unnoticed through our aging synapses, leaving no mark.

It was with pleasure, then, that I found I had somehow bonded with
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I have to admit that I joined Twitter with the enthusiasm of a novice swimmer jumping off the Forty Foot in early January.

Oh No! Not another system to learn!

It has turned out to be less painless than anticipated, and I have even Retweeted, though in such a state of confusion that I claimed to be "Tetweeting".

The English language is never going to be the same...



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