Today’s the day. It’s happening. I’m here, I’m ready and there’s a high likelihood that I won’t be leaving anytime soon.
You may have noticed that I’ve been missing for a little bit. In January (wow, was it really that long ago??) I wrote a post about why I vanished for 389 days and then right after, I vanished again.
I spent a lot of my time thinking, scrolling through twitter and eating chocolate chip cookies. But do you know what I wasn’t doing? I wasn’t blogging.
Needless to say, the title of this post isn’t surprising. I have been an awful book blogger (a fact I’m ashamed of) but: you didn’t come here for excuses. You came here for explanations.
(I’ve already said this, but I felt like it needed to be said again.)
By the way, this won’t be happening anymore. I’ve got a post coming out on Tuesday and one on Thursday and the Tuesday after that and the Thursday after that and (I hope you get the point I’m trying to make here) I’ve got a schedule and a plan and an arsenal of posts ready.
2. I’M AWFUL AT WRITING REVIEWS OF THE BOOKS I READ
Being bad at posting is one thing but being a book blogger that doesn’t post reviews is another thing entirely.
If you’ve hung around here before, you’ll recall this post about how I don’t post negative reviews but I swear: they haven’t all been bad. I have read good books this year. SUCH GREAT BOOKS. I just haven’t been posting their reviews anywhere. (But I’m catching up on my review writing! Albeit slowly.)
3. I FLAIL ABOUT THE SAME 5 BOOKS CONSTANTLY
Honestly, you’d swear I’ve only read a handful of books the way I go on and on and on and on and on about them. But, in reality, I’ve read close to 100 books this year (many of which were wonderful – so I should be yelling about them more).
I even started reading adult fiction. And more poetry books. And a handful of memoirs.
Yet, despite all this, I still talk about the same five ALL.THE.TIME.
4. BOOKSTAGRAM? I THINK NOT.
‘Oh, hey Kat I think someone hacked your Instagram and deleted all your posts.’
No, no – that was me. I did that. I deleted everything. I’m the monster.
We could focus on the why’s, but I’d prefer to look on the bright side of things: I’m posting again.
5. I’VE GOT AN EVER GROWING TBR
After reading almost 100 books (so far) in 2018 you’d assume that I have my TBR (to-be-read) pile under control but NOPE – it’s a mess.
My TBR is still longer than average life expectancy and every time I look at it, I ADD to it (which is NOT a good strategy for dwindling the numbers).
6. I BASICALLY RE-WROTE A POST
The plan was to come back in August. I wrote a post about how much I adore V.E Schwab and then another about how to read more, scheduled it and just before pressing publish I realised I’d written a very similar post a year before. (#EpicFail)
Honestly, how could I have done this?? I’m still confused.
7. I HAVEN’T BOUGHT A PHYSICAL BOOK IN SUCH.A.LONG.TIME
(I know this isn’t a necessity to being a good book blogger. None of these things are – there are no rules – but I do like buying books usually.)
Since I started a fulltime job, it’s easier for me to read ebooks while commuting or during my lunchbreaks but I plan on rectifying this ASAP because I adore physical books and they almost always make the reading experience more enjoyable for me.
So there you have it: seven reasons I’m an awful book blogger.