…a.k.a, a blog post about my reading (and blogging) dilemma.
As many of you may or may not know, I haven’t been reading or blogging much. I don’t know if anyone really notices my presence (or lack thereof), but I obviously haven’t been blogging much. October was a new low in terms of blogging for me. I only published two posts–one of which wasn’t really a post.
It’s also been about 10 weeks since I’ve finished a book. Today, when I sat down to write a blog post, I meant to write a usual post without me complaining because I feel like all I do now is rant about my life. But then I realized, I didn’t really have anything to blog about, and it would come out forced because I’d only be able to talk about things I’ve read a looooong time ago.
So, I thought, I might as well write a more in-depth post about this problem, seeing that I can’t really write about anything else.
You see, even if I had more time to blog, without reading, I can’t run a book blog. There’s only so much I can talk about without reading books avidly, which I haven’t been doing. And I only read when I’m awake. When I’m relaxed, relatively stress-less, and know I can enjoy the book. (Judging by the amount of books I’ve read junior year–zero–this is really rare).
And just to clarify, I’m not deleting my blog. I’m not going to stop blogging, or any of that. This little blog is such an important part of my life, even when I’m not on it constantly. I couldn’t bare to do that.
But I do feel like I owe AloofBooks (and therefore anyone who reads my blog) an explanation, and an apology in advance. I have to come to terms with the fact that I can’t blog as often. I can’t read as often. I don’t know–I don’t think–I will ever read as much as I used to, purely because I have so many other things going on in my life. I will always read. Just…I won’t be able to finish more than four books a month, probably. Which makes me immensely sad. I can’t explain it. Here’s the thing, though.
I need to get over it.
I need to accept this fact, because otherwise, it will make me sadder and more stressed out. And I’ll stop enjoying it. I know, one day, I will get make to more frequent reading. And when I do, I’ll be happy I didn’t force myself.
In the mean time, though, thank you for listening to my rants, thoughts, and everything else. Please let me know if you read this.
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