Filed under: twitchhiker project | Tags: charity: water, to-do list, twestival, victoria bushfires
I’m feeling out of my depth this morning, annoyed at my own arrogance, and anxious, not unlike a man told he’s soon to have angry tigers strapped to both legs.
It’s seven days since I sent that very first tweet, and the response has been jaw-slackingly unexpected. Thanks to a feature on ReadWriteWeb yesterday, I’ve piled on over 500 new followers in 24 hours. There’s oodles of support and, at the risk of repeating myself, I have no doubt this will work.
So why the melancholy mood? For staters, I feel a little dickish (not a word I’ve ever used before, but it seems entirely apt here) that I was ignorant to the situation in Southern Australia until yesterday afternoon. All the tweets about Victoria burning had blithely washed over me. Even my first email of the day was from Paul Richards, the producer at Sunrise in Sydney, apologising that my live interview on breakfast television was cancelled, what with the ‘situation’ and all. Fair enough, I’d thought, but brush fires happen all the time, don’t they? Hence my inaugural use of the word ‘dickish’. I’m ashamed of myself for being so consumed in my work and this project that I didn’t bother to look up and see what else was happening in the world I hoped to travel.
Then there’s Charity: water. I wanted to support this cause because of Twestival (if you don’t know what this is yet, check their website and buy a ticket today) so without much thought I took up the same cause. I obviously needed the charity’s blessing, so I began emailing their head office in New York last Sunday; by Wednesday I’d heard nothing so I called instead. I was asked to email another person, who loved the idea of Twitchhiker and wished me luck, but still referred me onto another person, who emailed me last night:
Thanks so much for your email and for your interest in supporting charity: water.
I would love to learn more about your idea. Please let me know if you’d like to set up a brief call.
Interest in supporting Charity: water? Oh god, what does that mean? I am supporting Charity: water, right now. Twitter users have donated over £800 because they believe in this project. I sent everything about Twitchhiker to head office last Sunday, and a week on it sounds as if there’s a question mark me continuing. Why is this happening? Because I’ve been arrogant; instead checking in with them first, I’d cut corners. I sent Carrie my number with a lump in my throat; we’ll see what happens.
And then there’s the noticeboard on my desk, which looks very much as it did seven days ago (I haven’t staged this shot, by the way – my passport genuinely does live in my line-of-sight so I can’t lose it):
Suddenly I feel I’ve spent a week noodling about on Twitter and collecting shiny press cuttings; I haven’t actually lifted a finger to help myself make this journey achievable. I’ve done nothing whatsoever. What is it I think I’m doing, exactly? I need to give myself a serious talking to, because while my shoot-first, ask-questions-later policy got this project off the ground, it feels it could just as easily bury it.
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