So this is my Facebook home page at 9:30 this morning:

1. Pictures of people in Tel-Aviv trying to shelter from a falling missile.

2. Pictures of people in Tel-Aviv trying to shelter from a falling missile.

3. Something about a car alarm that sounds like a siren.

4. An article about break-ups in the orthodox world.

5. A link to a blog post about the “situation”.

6. A link to a blog post by an Israeli comedian who manages to continue laughing despite everything.

7. Someone who asks, “How do you fight with people who have no regard for human life but plat the humanitarian card with social media?”

8. A link to a blog post about using Twitter.

9. A link to a blog post about a wedding held under the threat of missiles.

10. Something about security and rockets.

11. What Israeli schoolchildren sing to deal with rockets.

12. Breast cancer awareness: some people with the worst pasts end up creating the best futures.

13. Tel-Aviv is a target….

14. Posts about Corsica.

15. About sirens in Tel-Aviv.

16. About sirens in Binyamina.

17. Football.

18. Kids playing chess, despite everything.

19. George R. R. Martin, whoever he is.

20. What high school stereotype are you?

9:30 is only 7:30 in the UK. Later the posts will be more even. Pictures of pets and babies, posts about writing between talk of missiles.

I know that life continues as normal in other parts of the world, but I feel torn apart – wanting to keep in touch with what’s going on in my country, wanting to react to light comments with light answers and needing to keep up to date with writing colleagues. It’s hard to continue like that for days on end.

So if you “see” a bit less of me on social media, I hope you’ll understand why.

Social anxiety

Don’t know much about


Sorry – there would have been a post before now, but the post I nearly finished writing was triggered by an incident that turned out differently from the way I was expecting.

What do I know of life? I’ve spent too much time avoiding it.