"Yanno," the text said, "this would be a lot easier if you would just TALK ON THE PHONE."
Well, it would certainly be easier for the other person. At least at first. But after a few "What was that?" and "I can't hear you, sorry," and "Huh? I didn't catch that," anyone would have to agree, talking to me on the phone is not All That.
Combine that with Writer's Brain (or: I really do need to stop to think and edit, then redraft, and think again before putting anything out there) and I'm all kinds of fun to talk to on the phone.
It's not personal, people.
I CAN'T HEAR YOU.
Plus, I'm kinda socially backwards. And phone phobic.
Trust me, texting is the miracle by which you want to communicate with me.