To twit, or not to twit, that is the question – Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer The discomfiture of outrageous promotion Or to remain anonymous even though you want to sell every last piece of jewelry you have ever made.

Admittedly I might not be as much of a twit as I could be.

I don’t think anyone would actually be interested in my 140 character rants.

But seriously

Could you let me back in!

It’s cold out here.

I first twittered back when I didn’t even know that you could, under the name, wallywalnut.

Before I knew that was a handle.

I tweeted that I was having a cup of tea.

Nothing earth-shattering you understand, just a toe in the water.

Also I cannot lie

I was having a cup of tea at that exact time.


But when I joined Etsy I decided to explore how I could promote myself by unabashedly tweeting about my jewelry, and so I opened another account under the handle, coldfeetstudio.

But wallywalnut just wouldn’t die and, to be honest, he was getting a bit boring having done nothing at all since that last cuppa.

So the other day I eliminated him from the face of the tweeting world.

It felt good.

But for my sins now I can’t even for the life of me log into coldfeetstudio.

Have they thrown me out with the bath water?

I’ve tried everything. I’ve used their handy, have you forgotten your password? feature, even though, No, I have not forgotten my password thank you very much.

I have a different account for coldfeetstudio, but do they care?

No luck whatsoever.

I’m trying hard not to let it bother me. Who needs to twit anyway. But I have to say I do feel a little uninvited to the party :(

My quest will continue.

I will find out where, in that seemingly bottomless realm called cyberspace, coldfeetstudio has been banished to if it’s the last thing I do.

Then I will probably still not tweet as much as I could because it embarrasses me to unabashedly promote my jewelry.


So, here are some unabashed pieces I’ve just finished.


You’ve seen this one before, but I’ve now put a chain on it, and sold it!




Labradorite and Green Opals.


Oh, and here is that wonderful soliloquy.

To be, or not to be, that is the question—
Whether ’tis Nobler in the mind to suffer
The Slings and Arrows of outrageous Fortune,
Or to take Arms against a Sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die, to sleep—
No more; and by a sleep, to say we end
The Heart-ache, and the thousand Natural shocks
That Flesh is heir to? ‘Tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep,
To sleep, perchance to Dream; Aye, there’s the rub,
For in that sleep of death, what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause. There’s the respect
That makes Calamity of so long life:
For who would bear the Whips and Scorns of time,
The Oppressor’s wrong, the proud man’s Contumely,
The pangs of despised Love, the Law’s delay,
The insolence of Office, and the Spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his Quietus make
With a bare Bodkin? Who would these Fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscovered Country, from whose bourn
No Traveler returns, Puzzles the will,
And makes us rather bear those ills we have,
Than fly to others that we know not of.
Thus Conscience does make Cowards of us all,
And thus the Native hue of Resolution
Is sicklied o’er, with the pale cast of Thought,
And enterprises of great pitch and moment,
With this regard their Currents turn awry,
And lose the name of Action. Soft you now,
The fair Ophelia. Nymph, in all thy Orisons
Be thou all my sins remembered.

William Shakespeare – Hamlet.

I’m going to have to get Kenneth Branagh out of the draw now.


About coldfeetstudio

I am English, but live in Houston, TX. I have a degree in Sculpture. I love to make art. I sell my art for charity as I believe there should be no reason for someone to go hungry in this world. I am a wife, mother, pottery maker, jewelry maker, quilt maker, painter, cat lover, and, dog liker. And I am very fortunate to be all these things. View all posts by coldfeetstudio

2 responses to “To twit, or not to twit, that is the question – Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer The discomfiture of outrageous promotion Or to remain anonymous even though you want to sell every last piece of jewelry you have ever made.

  • Sally G

    Do you have Jetpack or Google Analytics or something similar loaded on your website so that you can tell whether Twitter is bringing you traffic? (If so, you would have been told you had traffic from Pinterest the day I fell upon your blog.) Maybe Twitter is not such a big deal — or maybe it is.

    And speaking of blogs, I have two more days to fulfill my promise to resurrect my old blog in August. If you click on it on September 1, the post will be a day or two old. I’m determined to come through . . .

    • coldfeetstudio


      I must say it has surprised me that I have the most traffic, aside from those who have subscribed to my blog, from Pinterest. Every day a whole bunch of people come from there. Very few come from FB, and none ever, unless I was never hooked up properly, from Twitter.

      I love browsing Pinterest, but had completely underestimated it’s power lol I think it’s definitely the way to go. I can’t really be bothered with Twitter to tell you the truth.

      Looking forward to your blog :)

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