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There's a large diversity in the world of book blogging, and I'm not just talking about culture or taste--I'm talking about how long we've been reading. Some of us have been reading since we were kids, but other book bloggers have only recently started enjoying books.
When I read some blogs, it reminds me of how I used to read. I've always loved it, but not always in the same way--which is why I try not to judge anyone for their attitude toward reading or book reviewing.
When I was a little kid, I never disliked any book. I'm not sure it's accurate to say I particularly liked them, either--I just consumed them, one after the other, endlessly. I would read two or three books a day during summers, and sometimes I would hit a dud; but for the most part I liked every book equally.
Then something happened when I became a teenager. I started to definitely like and dislike books. Or perhaps love and hate would be better terms. The books I loved transported me to another place, made my heart pound and made me feel the heights of love or the depths of sorrow. The books I hated were ones where I said to myself, "I could write a better book than this!"
As for the type of books I like, I've always been attracted to stories with romance and the supernatural. I went through about a ten-year phase when all I read were romance novels, but I think I'm starting to hit the wall on that one. Now I'm more laissez-faire, reading whatever comes my way.
I think some part of myself is always that teenager, though, searching for a book that will rock my world the way they did when I was hormonally imbalanced. Because they haven't done that for a while. Right now, most books are just okay--entertaining, momentary diversions. I might believe that I've reverted to my childhood, when I didn't particularly like or dislike any book--except there are quite a few books I really don't like nowadays. There are even times when I wonder if I will stop reading all together someday. I hope that never happens--I don't know who I would be without books. But it could happen.
But enough about me--has your reading gone through an evolution? Where are you at right now?
There's a large diversity in the world of book blogging, and I'm not just talking about culture or taste--I'm talking about how long we've been reading. Some of us have been reading since we were kids, but other book bloggers have only recently started enjoying books.
When I read some blogs, it reminds me of how I used to read. I've always loved it, but not always in the same way--which is why I try not to judge anyone for their attitude toward reading or book reviewing.
When I was a little kid, I never disliked any book. I'm not sure it's accurate to say I particularly liked them, either--I just consumed them, one after the other, endlessly. I would read two or three books a day during summers, and sometimes I would hit a dud; but for the most part I liked every book equally.
Then something happened when I became a teenager. I started to definitely like and dislike books. Or perhaps love and hate would be better terms. The books I loved transported me to another place, made my heart pound and made me feel the heights of love or the depths of sorrow. The books I hated were ones where I said to myself, "I could write a better book than this!"
As for the type of books I like, I've always been attracted to stories with romance and the supernatural. I went through about a ten-year phase when all I read were romance novels, but I think I'm starting to hit the wall on that one. Now I'm more laissez-faire, reading whatever comes my way.
I think some part of myself is always that teenager, though, searching for a book that will rock my world the way they did when I was hormonally imbalanced. Because they haven't done that for a while. Right now, most books are just okay--entertaining, momentary diversions. I might believe that I've reverted to my childhood, when I didn't particularly like or dislike any book--except there are quite a few books I really don't like nowadays. There are even times when I wonder if I will stop reading all together someday. I hope that never happens--I don't know who I would be without books. But it could happen.
But enough about me--has your reading gone through an evolution? Where are you at right now?
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