Anyone who follows this blog must have, in addition to their excellent taste, a large supply of patience. I originally started this blog with the intention of publishing weekly. That soon slipped to fortnightly, then once a month became the without-fail.
Now I hear a lot of people saying ‘how is it December already’ and I’d love to blame them, the world at large, the price of fish and anything else that moves for the lack of posts. However, that would be cowardly, so instead, I’m going to cheat. I did write a blog post, just for someone else.
If you are into book Twitter, you may have seen a criticism of book bloggers. @SarcasticEnigma asked for contributions on what authors and publishers thought of book bloggers and, because of *insert excuse here*, I’m posting it here as well…
The act of putting words on a page sounds so simple and yet – I ask myself regularly why my blog is so intermittent. I generally scrape a daily wordcount on the current work-in-progress and far too many tweets (come and say hello
@_alexandraclare) but both of these outputs have the distinct advantage that they don’t have to be coherent (the novel because it will be edited later, the tweets, well, ‘nuff said). My jaw drops when I look at the work of book bloggers and the thought and effort that goes into their reviews. Their comments have a breadth of view from being keen readers, without the pretension of language that can come from someone who is trying to make a literary point. I love reading book blogs, both for their insights into works I have read and for new books to try. We should celebrate book bloggers and be grateful they are sharing their love of reading with us.