I have been reading. I have many thoughts to share on the following books: Hereville: How Mirka Met a Meteorite by Barry Deutsch (YA graphic novel); The Perfect Hamburger and Other Stories by Alexander McCall-Smith (middle grade short stories); Mr. Popper’s Penguins by Richard and Florence Atwater (children’s novel); Founding Brothers by Joseph Ellis (nonfiction); and many, many more Cybils picture books.
I have been rather distracted from the book blogosphere this past year. But I was shocked when I finally logged in to Google Reader to see a number of old blogging friends have simply disappeared, with no explanation. Their blogs show most recent posts of last year, six months ago, and so forth! So I guess my distraction and lack of focus on book blogging is not all that unusual.
I’ve been thinking, though, of how book blogging has changed in the past four years since I began. My first year, Dewey was the mastermind behind a blogging community that felt so personal. When she passed, it seemed all book bloggers felt it, even though we did not all read the same types of books. Now the book blogosphere is so huge, it is impossible to feel such a personal relationship with fellow bloggers.
I guess that’s what I’m realizing after all these years of blogging. I really do write for myself, not for the masses. It’s a sad thought, because as I worked on the Classics Circuit and when I went to BEA in 2011 and met so many fellow bloggers, I really felt like I was a part of something real, that I was a friend to the strangers I write to and read along with. In reality, you are all far away, living your own lives. And as my sporadic blogging over the past year has shown, I too am a busy person living a somewhat secretive life and blogging as I get a chance, for fun. I have always kept a lot of my personal life off of this blog.
I don’t plan on stopping blogging, and I do hope to do a better job of responding to comments and reading other blogs and commenting every now and then. But I realize better now that I maintain a book blog because it brings me joy to talk about what I’ve read. I hope Rebecca Reads is a blog others might enjoy too: something that may help you find your next book, a resource for helping you access the classics for the first time, a repository of homeschooling ideas, a list of the best of picture books your child may enjoy. But I realize that, given my busy state in life as a homeschooling mom to two kids, it will never be what it was a couple of years ago: a place to converse with those who feel like close friends.
I am not planning on stopping blogging and I certainly would love to maintain friendships with whomever visits this lowly blog. But I guess this post is a last attempt to remind myself that I blog for myself, for my personal development and reading pleasure, not for comments and recognition.
Why do you write on your book blog? What do you hope to accomplish as a blog writer and a reader?
And since I really do like classics and I hope you do too, I found this six-year-old’s thoughts on classics gave me a laugh. I hope you enjoy it too.