Here are some signs you’re a full-fledged book blogger:
- You haven’t read that book someone gave you three years ago.
- Your to-be-read (TBR) list alone could sink a cruise ship.
- Reading slumps are your worst enemy.
- You can write a book review with your eyes closed.
- Your bank account is empty, but your bookshelves are full.
If you’ve ever wondered about requesting ARCs (advanced review copies), here’s how not to.
- Email the wrong person/publisher.
- Lie about your blog stats.
- Mistype your contact information.
- Draft an email only to delete it out of dread.
- Request 1,048 books at once.
- Clutter someone’s inbox with multiple emails.
- Request ARCs for the wrong reasons.
- Sell your soul to the devil.
Happy requesting, reading, and reviewing!
I didn’t post daily in January. I also didn’t even write a blog post every day. Even though I was a little bothered by that, I’ve been more bothered by other things. Like burnout and blogger’s block, which is like writer’s block but worse. I had an easier time writing than blogging last month.
New month, new me. That said, I won’t be blogging all the time because I need to live my life. But I’m ready to get back into the grind. It’s not always easy, but I’m grateful for every opportunity.
I want to address being blocked so to speak. I don’t want to wait for inspiration. I’d rather get to work. For some reason, I didn’t have many great ideas in January. Even promising ones didn’t pan out. For instance, I drafted a one-word writing interview/Q&A. I liked the idea. I didn’t like the draft. And because I made it my goal in 2019 to publish content I’m proud of, I don’t want to post something for the sake of posting.
In regards to burnout, I started this blog in 2013. At the time, I wanted to publish every day. I was in high school. I wasn’t as busy. So I had more time and energy. But a lot has changed in five, almost six years. I’ve changed. WordPress has changed. What didn’t change was my stubborn commitment to blog daily. But 2018 was a hard year for me. I got hit by a car at the beginning of the year. Recovering was a long and exhausting process.
I was fortunate enough to go twenty years without anything truly traumatic happening to me. So I guess my point is that trying to blog every day while trying to let my body and brain heal made me burnout in a way I never experienced before.
It’s been nearly a year since my life changed forever, and I’m ready to live fully again.
It’s silly, but I feel like I don’t have as many hours in the day now.
I feel odd, out of sorts. I’m a stubborn person, so sacrificing my personal projects because of school sucks. If I could, I’d spend more time writing and blogging for myself.
This blog has benefitted me in so many ways. I’m happy I have something to call my own.
Whenever possible, I’ve tried to do what feels right by me, regardless of what others say. I’m doing the best I can.
I wish I could do everything every day, but like I said before, I can’t. And that’s okay. I’m trying to figure out who I am as a writer, a blogger. Who I want to be. While I don’t have all the answers, I know this much: I love creating.
In the past, I believed I had to do in order to learn. But sometimes not doing can teach a lot too. Besides, I go through phases where I prioritize different projects. So sometimes blogging takes a backseat.
It’s hard to put out content every single day. Kudos to those of you who do.
I’m trying to blog again after I didn’t post that much in December. I fell off my habits. But new year, new me, right?
I will be making a few changes, hopefully positive ones. I don’t plan to stop blogging, but I probably won’t post every day.
Near the end of 2018, I wasn’t at my best. I’m determined to make 2019 better. I have so many ideas in my mind that I hope to manifest in real life. I’m looking forward to the next 365 days.
Last year, I didn’t love my creative process, and in turn, I didn’t love some of the content I created. I’ll learn from my past mistakes. Now I have a better idea of what worked and what didn’t.
Going forward, I want to write and blog without overthinking every little thing. I think way too much, and sometimes my thoughts paralyze me from creating.
I started this blog out of the blue one random evening after school almost six years ago. I never looked back, and I don’t plan to anytime soon. I intend to continue posting book reviews and poems.
For now, I want to focus on enjoying the journey instead of always rushing. I love roses, so I will stop and smell them. Besides, there is no end goal or end game with my blog. I don’t have a specific destination in mind.
Thank you all for an amazing 2018. Thanks in advance for an awesome 2019.
All this to say, my blog isn’t dead. My blog will die when I die.
Sometimes I feel uninspired to create.
I’ve been wondering whether I want to write and blog every day in 2019. Even though I enjoy both, it’s hard work.
I want to be excited about the creative process again. I’m not giving up. Right now, I just need a new start.
At first, I felt like I had to create every day. Nowadays, I still feel a bit beholden to my past self.
I’m in a bit of a rut. I know I should make some changes, but that’s easier said than done.
Going forward, I will try not to be so hard on myself. As much as I love creating, I also love doing other things.
I know I’ll regret what I didn’t do more than what I did. I owe it to myself to live my life. Even if that means I don’t blog every day or write as much as before.
In many ways, I’m still trying to figure out my place in this world. As a blogger. As a writer. As a human being.
After a busy November where I didn’t post on this blog much, I’m trying to publish more in December.
I haven’t been writing a blog post every day however. I miss it, but taking a break has made me excited to create again.
When I write blog posts, I don’t ever aim for long, perfect first drafts. It’s enough to get some thoughts in my head on the page.
I also try to publish often, but I’m not aiming for mind-blowing, earth-shattering content. That’s never been my goal.
I know I’m behind with everything, but I still feel fine. And that’s all that matters to me.
I don’t enjoy falling behind because catching up is such a challenge. But I’ll manage somehow. I can’t do everything, but I can do enough to succeed. I hope.
When it comes to my habits, I’m not as stubborn as I used to be. Besides, the world won’t end if I miss a day or three of blogging. I can always get back into the grind at a later time.
This year, I’ve had a lot of high highs and low lows this year. Even so, I wouldn’t trade my life for anyone else’s. Check back with me once I write my exams and get my grades though.
As I get older, I feel busier. Then again, I think I’d rather be busy than bored. That way, I don’t have an existential crisis every other moment.