I’ve been noticing a trend lately in the books I reviewed—or at least, the books I haven’t reviewed at all even though I’ve been meaning to. I’ve noticed that those books are the ones that I loving so frickin’ much that they make my heart want to burst into confetti and dancing unicorns. (Obviously, not very healthy.)
After I read Jen @ Pop Goes the Reader’s top ten list of books she adored but never wrote a review, it made me think of the books on my own list and why I haven’t written a review for any of them. The books on my list that I could remember off the top of my head are:
May is here, and I’m overcome with the fear of the unknown and a nostalgia for my childhood.
This feeling is a year-round thing; it isn’t May-specific, as if it decided to camp out inside me because the weather has been lovely in my part of the world. However, I feel the full brunt around this time of the year.
I blame it on my birthday (and partly on “It’s Gonna Be May” meme for making me nostalgic).
Why do people participate in reading challenges? Well, off the top of my head, I think of these reasons:
- to motivate them to read
- to get TBR list down to a manageable number.
- to read books they wouldn’t usually read (I’m talking about specific reading challenges like debut author or series).
- to beat others’ book count (which I don’t see a lot of people doing, so that’s good!).
- to have fun!
Spooky/scary books and I are not a match made in heaven. When I was putting together this post, I noticed that I rarely read any. I actively avoid it since I scare easily. Not gonna read in case of nightmares. I usually decide not to read a book if it has a really scary cover. I refuse to touch it, almost believing that if I did, the scariness of the cover will seep into my veins and haunt me. It’s weird, I know.
Here are spooky/scary books I read (and remember reading).
CONFESSION: I hate recommending books to people, but I like receiving recommendations.
Some people find it easy to recommend books. But me? Well, if you ask for a book recommendation, I initially think:
But then, I go maybe???? I do want to recommend my absolute favorite books, but gahhhhhhh.
Scenario: You just finished typing up a review, and you realize you have to rate it, but you find yourself at a lost because what rating does this book deserve? It was okay. You liked and hated some stuff. It deserves a…B? B-? Maybe lower than that? Then months later, you’re going over your old reviews (for whatever reason—fixing formatting or comparing ratings) when you look at your review of The Bird Who Never Sang (a book I just made up), you frown and think, “wait, I rated the book a B? That doesn’t seem right. It deserves so much lower than that?”