There’s no secret I used (and talked about) Twitter a lot lately. I already wrote several posts about it this month, from Twiterring Heights, up toÂ Taxonomic Twitter. I use Twitter for much more than answering to the question “what are you doing?”. I use this social service mostly to connect with other interesting people and it seems Twitter is a fantastic resource for that.
This week I decided that I should have a “twitter landing page”. A “twitter landing page” is usually a web page linked to your twitter account. If other Twitter users are curious about you, or intend to follow, you can now present them a customized version of yourself.
One should argue that a link to your blog is enough. Well, maybe. I guess it all depends on how and why are you using Twitter. If you’re interested in offering to your potential followers first hand information about yourself, than a special crafted landing page is a must. If you’re only scratching the surface on Twitter, your blog should be enough for now.
So, here it is, my brand new twitter landing page. This is what a person who clicks on my Twitter profile link will see.
I wanted to keep it simple and offer as much information as I can, while still trying to keep it under 500 words. I know I succeeded on the words number part, because it has 457 words, I checked. If I gave enough information about me, well, that’s something I should find out soon.
There are still some questions left for me and I would love to hear from you:
- One rule about twitter landing pages states that they shouldn’t have any outbound links. Mine has, and I think it’s ok, what’s your opinion on that?
- Do you think you should have a photo of yourself in the twitter landing page? I do, and I also think it’s ok, what do you think?
If you want to know more abut twitter landing pages, this article from problogger (from which I was inspired, by the way) gives you several answers. And you can get some really interesting live previews about what’s on Twitter related to this subject by doing this twitter search.
Running For My Life - from zero to ultramarathoner
The spooky thing about depression is that it sneaks in. There aren’t really trumpets and loud voices announcing: “Hail, hail, this is depression entering the room, all rise!” Nope. It’s slow, silent, creepy. It doesn’t even look like depression. It starts with small isolation thoughts like: “Maybe I shouldn’t get out today, I just don’t feel like going out”. And then it does the same next day. And then the day after that and so on. And then it starts to whisper louder and louder in your ears: “Why would you go outside, you loser? Didn’t have enough yet? Want more people to make fun of how much of a big, fat loser you are?”
And then you start to breath in guilt and shame, instead of air. Every breathe you take is putting more dark thoughts into your body.
Until you get stuck. You can’t move anymore. At all.
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