I published a video elaborating on the topics I explored in my previous blog post, “Why I Deleted My Instagram Account Forever: Social Media, Peer Pressure, and Living in the Moment”
Literature has long been used as a way to communicate about the human experience, to broadcast ideas across continents, to connect with people of vastly different backgrounds, to expand empathy, to broaden people’s perceptions of the world.
Welcome back to another post in which I use my cancel-proof irrelevance to dive into another example of well-intentioned-things-gone-off-the-rails in the book community.
Separating the art from the artist has long been a debate in the world of literature.
I’ve been sitting on this post for a while, as there is a lot I’d like to say about this topic and I wanted to make sure I expressed my thoughts as well as possible! Representation in literature is an important and very complex topic, and I know my opinion on the matter isn’t going to be the same as everyone else’s.
The following quotes have been taken from popular YA books published in the last fifteen years:
In the relatively brief time I’ve been a part of the book hemisphere of the Internet, I’ve noticed a trend gaining traction among book reviewers: trigger warnings.
It’s a little ironic that I was nominated for this award, considering how inexplicably horrible I am at art…
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a reader in possession of good taste must be in want of a killer opening line.
How do you keep track of your reading progress?
I’ve always used Goodreads, but this year I also decided to track my reading via a spreadsheet, like the nerd that I am. I tracked four different metrics: book genre, book “age group”, and format I read it in.
Today I’m finally starting to go through my list of award posts! Thank you to Lilly’s Little Library for nominating me for the Sunshine Blogger Award!
Last December, I felt completely alone. In the U.S., cases were skyrocketing and I hadn’t left my house for weeks, even to go outside. I’d stopped going to my extracurriculars a while ago as the pandemic ramped up, and school was still online. Though it was my favorite month of the year, even Christmas music couldn’t cheer me up.
Do you ever get that feeling where you feel like the beginning of the month was just yesterday, but it simultaneously feels like it was a long time ago, and you’re confusing yourself by forgetting how time works and when you did what and how long a month is supposed to be? Me too.
I’ve noticed a weird effect of quarantine: time seems to pass a lot more quickly when you’re home all day. I don’t know how I feel about that, but at least the most depressing month of the year is over, and I can quite literally feel spring in the air.
If you told me this time last year that ebooks would soon comprise 90% of my reading, I probably would have grabbed the nearest paperback, hugged it protectively, and told you you were gravely mistaken
How could I let this happen? It’s twenty minutes before the time my weekly blog post is supposed to go up, and I’m sitting on the couch, staring at the devastatingly empty draft post on my laptop screen. My cursor blinks pitifully against the unforgiving expanse of blank space, until I close out of the tab with a plaintive sigh.
Today, I was startled by the realization that I haven’t done a proper wrap-up post since October, despite the fact that the entire point of this blog is to talk about the books I read. (Whoops) So, here is my January wrap-up, featuring everything I read and posted this month!
I find it funny that something I started purely on a whim ended up becoming one of the most important hobbies I’ve ever had.
After months of crippling procrastination, I have finally gotten around to posting some blogging awards!
I’m not usually much of a new-release-attuned person (I’ve been prefacing my posts like this a lot recently; maybe I need to re-evaluate my self-perception) but right now there are a lot of new books in YA that I am super excited to read.