When TikTok distracts
Crikey, what kind of a rabbit hole is TikTok? I signed up last week, mainly because I’d kept seeing articles and blogs pop up about how cool the BookTok hashtag is: so many authors having fun, and connecting with other writers and readers. Fabulous, I thought. I’d love to find my tribe, I’ll just have a quick peek…six hours later, I’m still there.
Crikey, what kind of a rabbit hole is TikTok? I signed up last week, mainly because I’d kept seeing articles and blogs pop up about how cool the BookTok hashtag is: so many authors having fun, and connecting with other writers and readers. Fabulous, I thought. I’d love to find my tribe, I’ll just have a quick peek…six hours later, I’m still there.
What the hell happened to my day? All my awesome plans for writing at least a chapter or two? TikTok sucks you down that rabbit hole (don’t get me wrong, it’s a tonne of fun), and spits you out feeling dazed and confused.
Will I be back? Hell yes. Do I need to pinch my kids’ timer that limits his time on Roblox? Hell yes.