Book reviewing should come with a warning sign.
There was a time when I would glide my fingers across a shiny cover, while inhaling the scent of fresh paper and then open it up to take my time S-L-O-W-L-Y reading the beautiful morsels of a book. The pleasure of whispers from another soul. A person writing a letter to me. To all. Creating tales for entertainment or a memoir so we can laugh and cry with them and when I am done, I feel intoxicated, heady from so much information. I take a break and then reload with another adventure.
Not so in the last six or seven years.
I joined a Bethany House, Harpers Collins, and recently- Netgalley.
I began clicking on book after book before finishing the one in my hand. So a few things happened:
- I began to read books faster to complete them by the deadline (Netgalley’s ebooks time out after 54 days).
- I would purposely go online to see which books I can review for free ignoring the one in my hand.
- I got turned down by some publishers because, well, I read roughly 60% of the 100% books sent to me and that is not good.
To be quite honest, I try my best to read everything I request and I have done a pretty darn good job of it, but lately I find myself clicking on more books than I can read and get headaches, literally because my days are filled pondering what my next book will be and how soon can I finish this one…
I am currently reading three books all at once.
My writing has suffered as well. The last time I wrote a book was in 2013- oh my poor fans!
So I am making a declaration:
I will read for pleasure and talk about books on my Examiner page and add them to my Goodreads shelf, but I will take my time and request less.
I have to do this to keep my sanity ya’ll.
Ever felt this way?
Talk to me Bookworms.