Good morning, good afternoon, good evening friends! How are you? I hope your week’s going good so far. I personally can’t wait to be on holidays haha. Today’s Wednesday and, after my blog post celebrating my two years of blogging, I kind of wanted to do another sort of throwback kind of post, but talk about, books, and my evolving relationship to these lovely creatures.
This post is part of my special feature called “Blogging Ways“, where I rant, rave and babble a lot about everything related to blogging. Since blogging changed obviously a LOT of things about my ways of reading, I thought that after two years, it was time for me to analyse all of this…in the form of A LIST.
I read differently
Okay, this assumption seems weird. Do I read the books upside down ? Sometimes, but not most of the time. Thing is, book blogging is making me read differently, because I often read and think about my feelings while I read A LOT MORE. When I close the book, even
if it takes me ages to write a review, I’m thinking about it. I think more about the characters, the plot, the story, my feelings. Overall, I’ve become a more critical reader.
I read MORE
Book blogging is a trap, guys (Just like growing up. Except I’m thrilled to be book blogging anyway. Not as much can be said for growing up). Don’t do it. You’ll end up reading way too much, ordering new books every two days and having panic attacks when you don’t have anything to read. I know reading is not a competition, and I am far from reading 200 books a year like some bloggers seems to do. And I am happy this way. I read at my rhythm, but blogging renewed my interest for books, made me want to read more.
I have more love for books, as objects
That sounds weird as well, but I had no idea how to put that, so you’ll excuse me. I just am overall more careful with my books, even if I always was. Books are precious little creatures. Also, I think I appreciate more the feeling of a great book, the feeling of getting book mail and holding books in my hands, the feeling of HAVING A BOOKSHELF. I do not have a bookstagram, but I LOVE bookstagram pictures. Books are BEAUTIFUL.
I read more diversely
I know I have a lot of work when it comes to reading diverse books, but without the community, I don’t think I’d be as aware as I am now of reading diverse books. It’s such a wonderful and inspiring movement, and I’m thrilled to be inspired by this.
In another way, I read more diversely with the genres I pick. I read WAY more weird books than before. Weird because they’re taking me to fantasy worlds, parallel Londons, through time and space, taking me to worlds I never expected to read about, and worlds I fell in love with.
I read, share, love and I’m part of something bigger
I always dreamed of working in publishing, and as of now, it’s still a dream of mine. I had a couple classes, I imagined this world a certain way, but only now that I am as close to it as I can be right now, I really feel it. I really see it. We bloggers are such an important part of publishing. We read, recommend, we scream about the books we love and we are definitely part of making books what they are, if you ask me. Would hype really exist if book bloggers and people like us weren’t here to scream their love about books? I do not know. But I love how aware I feel of bookish news now. How aware I feel of new releases. How exciting it feels to be part of a bookish world.
I give more importance to what I read. I know not every single book will change my life, and I also know I won’t like everything I read. But I also know that, sometimes, thanks to blogging, to bookish recommendations, thanks to other bloggers, the hype, the love, I discovered books that changed my perpective on things. On life, on love, on reading. Books really, that made me laugh, cry, scream and fall in love again with reading.
Did book blogging changed the way you read ? Do you feel differently about books ? Do you read more, less, do you feel pressure to read all the books out there ? 💬
Let’s chat in comments! 💬