I’ve given up on Twitter for a bit. I found that I was spending a lot of time looking at it and I have many other things to read.
In our house we get the following in print:
- The Irish Times (most days, sometimes two copies due to an annoying inability to co-ordinate)
- The Economist (weekly, bloody Hell)
- The Dublin Inquirer (weekly)
- Le Canard Enchaîné (weekly, notiony)
- The Phoenix (fortnightly)
- The London Review of Books (fortnightly, aspirationally – my friend D says she is waiting anxiously for delivery, the prospect of delivery makes me anxious)
I also have an email subscription to the Browser which I really love but which arrives daily. The horror.
Are we reading all this material? Are we even close to reading it all? We are not. I cannot be spending hours on Twitter looking at Brexit, cycling, art and sarky Irish people when I have a mountain of print to get through. Not to mention the hours of podcasting awaiting my attention in the phone.
And I do like to read a book as well.
I also quite fancy the idea of my media being a bit less social.
In case you were wondering.
