On Being Social Media Director for a California Startup While Moving to a Remote English Village…

Right. So, not many people have spoken to me here yet. They smile just a bit sometimes, and I smile back, but they don’t know me. My new husband and I are living in a tiny remote village that we didn’t grow up in. Why? That is what everyone asks me of course. Because my husband wanted retire here in the country. He likes Northumberland. And he’s a bit eccentric. It was going to be a Dutch barge. Now it’s a town.

This town is located on a train line, 50 minutes from Newcastle, but we live on the outskirts. One could use the word “isolation” but I’m not going there. I’m going to say “interesting challenge” because I’m a fighter.

Nobody here invites us for tea here, but I am involved in a launch this week for the tech company I freelance for, Great Jones Street. I’ll be creating social media content for and tweeting with various tech start up founders and writers-of-note, working with a team of gutsy, forward-thinking people all over the world. It’s truly exciting, but the excitement lives inside a screen. My internet here is faster (or at least as fast) here in this remote English village as it was in San Francisco, where I lived for 25 years. Being a social media director in a tiny English village is… well, very doable. And interesting. Sane? Not sure. I wonder if we’ll ever get asked over to anyone’s house for tea?