While I have not been diligently writing blog posts, I HAVE been reading. I promise! I hope to post an avalanche of reviews shortly that no one will read but thrills me to “publish.” (Just apparently not enough to actually write the damn post. I am a very complicated person.) 

Ever since I learned that someone could choose to be a writer as a profession, I have wanted to do THAT. Whenever an adult would ask me what I wanted to be when I grew up, I would tell the adult that I would be an “author,” and assumed I would write loads of books. However, I am a practical person and, realistically, writing novels for a profession seemed a risky bet. So, me being me, I chose a much safer path. That pays the bills. Every two weeks even! But I would still– always, always read. I love to read. 

Then, with the COVID pandemic, book tours turned virtual– which allowed me to see and hear from some authors whose works I really admire, but would never have had the chance to see in-person without making it into an expensive trip. Listening to some of these women speak, lit a spark on that dormant wish. For this year’s resolution, I thought– why not just try to write a book? Like, what IS stopping you? So, at the beginning of the year, I sat down to write a little something. 

But, I quickly realized that maybe I did not have a firm grasp on where my story would go. I tried to think back to books that I had read and enjoyed, but I only could recall the very general feeling of the book “Oh, I liked that one!” BUT WHY DID I LIKE IT? Or, most importantly, what aspects did I like? What didn’t I like? Why did one thing work for me, but not another? I honestly had no idea. (Again, I am extremely complicated.) I do not know if this is actual advice from people who are legitimate people to actually proffer writing advice, but I FEEL that it is, and as always, this is good enough for me. The basic advice is this: if you want to write, you need to read. You need to really study the genre in which you are hoping to write. So, this blog is my version of a masters in creative writing. Frankly, I read these books already so why not continue to read whatever I want to read and then simply review the book? 

Turns out I have little-to-no knowledge of social media and Christ, some of these book bloggers can read. What in the actual hell? Because several will note that they also have full-time jobs as a teacher or something that requires you not to be reading every second of the day, then they manage some semblance of a review. It is insane to me. But, I’ve enjoyed learning about myself more– and more about the characters that I enjoy to read about and I imagine that is all that will become of that, as of now, unwritten work. But, I am proud of myself for branching off and even just laying the foundation for it. 

Anyway, this whole journey has ended up with me buying actual, physical copies of many  books– mainly because I could own SIGNED copies, and that caused me to lose my mind a bit. So, I had a stack of these beautiful books but no where to put them. I think my old friend, Mr. Google, helped me find this reasonably priced gem/rolling cart from the Container Store https://www.containerstore.com/s/3_tier-rolling-cart/d?q=rolling%20cart&productId=11018298 As you can see, I didn’t put the wheels on it, mainly because when I reached that part in the instructions, everything looked far more difficult and that helped me realize that this looks much better without them. If you are in the market for a rolling cart/book shelf, this is my review.

Rating: 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟/5