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10 Bookish Confessions

Hello everyone! I want to quit apologizing for not posting so often anymore, but every time I end up writing a blog post, I say sorry. And the thing is, I am sorry. But I wanted to let you guys know of somethings, hence the ~confessions~ title.

Confession #1: It’s making me really, really sad, the fact that no one ever bothers to comment (or even like!) my posts anymore. May has been an all time low for me in terms of blogging feedback. I mean, I know I’ve been blogging less, but even when I do, I’ve never had this little reaction. And it makes me so freaking sad guys. I can’t explain it properly to you.

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Confession #2: I’ve only read 4 books all year. I know. It’s shameful. And again, I hate myself for it. All the books I did read were really good, but it’s depressing. To think that I could read 4 books in two weeks or less in the past makes it even worse.

Confession #3: I get super nostalgic about books. For example, if I see an old book I loved, in that moment I’ll want to reread it and fall in love with it all over again, and sometimes thinking about books I loved makes me sad.

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Confession #4: Most people in my day-to-day life don’t know about this blog. My family knows, and so do my close friends, but I don’t publicize it much in real life. It’s too close to my heart and I feel like people will judge me!

Confession #5: I rarely reread books. Then again, I haven’t had much time to read books in general, but I haven’t reread a book in forever. Maybe the last time I did was in 5th grade? I don’t even know. I really really WANT to, but all these new shiny books are too appealing!

Confession #6: I DO reread passages, though. I have this weird thing where I remember which page/where in the book passages I loved were. So occasionally, I’ll pick up the book and reread those scenes that I loved. Even if it doesn’t give the same effect as rereading the whole thing, I still love doing it.

Confession #7: I love recommending loved ones books, but I hate it when people I don’t like read the books I like. It’s like, if you’re my friend, then I will FORCE you to read it. But if I hate you, I will feel like you don’t deserve to read my favorite books, and it’ll really annoy me.

Confession #8: I don’t like fanfiction. Never read it, I don’t think I ever will. I love fan art, but I just don’t like how people may change characters so dear to my heart, and this may therefore ruin my vision of the characters. Also, I just don’t have the time, haha.

Confession #9: I can’t read (or enjoy reading) when I’m sick, tired, or anytime I don’t feel good. I just can’t. And this is why I’ve been reading so little now. Because even if I’m hating a book, I want to read it when I’m actually awake and processing. I can’t enjoy books when I’m tired and it’ll completely ruin my liking of a book if I’m not feeling good.

Confession #10: The book blogging community has grown so much, I sometimes wonder if my blog even matters. I especially feel this way when I’m feeling down, but I remind myself that my blog is for me and everyone contributes to the blogging world.

Anyway, hope you enjoyed reading all my “confessions”! I’m going to try to continue blogging at least every week from now on, since school is *slightly* calming down (and when I feel better. I’m super sick.)

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