I'm on Pinterest now. At first I resisted. Did I really need yet another place to hang out on the internet? It's not like I have so many hours of spare time, after all. And I'm not even an especially visual thinker. Would I have anything to say in a place that's all about the pictures?
Still, I got an account and started playing around with it. To my surprise, it's strangely addictive. It's less formal than a blog post, but without the strict character limit of Twitter, so I can spend the occasional stray half hour pinning pretty book covers or places I've visited or paintings that remind me of one of my heroines. Playing, basically.
If you want to visit my virtual scrapbook, you'll find me here.