Top Ten Tuesday is a weekly feature hosted by The Broke and The Bookish. Today’s topic is all about confessions of a blogging or bookish nature. Why hold back? Let’s get started.
- I will read initial review(s) (or even part of one) for books that look interesting, but after I add a book to my wishlist, I stop reading reviews until I’ve read the book. I don’t want any spoilers, nor do I want to be thinking about how so-and-so mentioned the one thing that bothered her in chapter ten. I like to have as clean a slate as possible. For authors I know I love, I don’t read any reviews at all.
- People who spam blog links make me crazy. I used to participate in Booking Through Thursdays (BTT), but I got so tired of “OMG!!! Great list!! Here’s my link!” comments that I quit participating. For a while I included a warning on every BTT post that I wrote, but the spammers persisted and I grew weary. (Luckily I haven’t really had this experience with Top Ten Tuesdays.) When weekly feature hosts (such as The Broke and the Bookish) have included a linkshare, you should not also spam all the other participants’ comments sections with your link, particularly when the rest of your response is completely generic and generally thoughtless.
- I’m always baffled by commenters who respond to a book review or list of books with the comment, “I have never heard of this book/these books.” What a strange thing to say. Then why are you reading book blogs? To have your own opinions confirmed? To read reviews of only books you have heard of over and over again? I read book blogs to find books I might have missed and to learn about something new. I realize not everyone shares this goal, but still, that comment irks me. It sounds so narrow-minded.
- I am frankly sluggish (and sometimes downright resentful) about writing book reviews, even when I absolutely love the book (or, actually, because I love the book). I have a whole folder of incomplete reviews that go back over the years. Generally I have too much to say, and I cannot get it all on the page in any way that pleases me or I worry about boring everyone to death.
- I’m terrible at finishing series. In fact, since I started book blogging I haven’t even gotten to a second book in a trilogy. I suppose some exceptions would be Laura Lippman’s Tess Monaghan series (I’ve read the first three) and all of Tana French’s books (although they are really standalone books that contain one or a few of a same cast of characters).
- No matter how many books I read, I never feel that I am well-read. I don’t read diversely enough in terms of race or nationality. I don’t read enough translations. I don’t read enough non-fiction. I read too much literary fiction and not enough classics. I never have time to re-read the books I love. I haven’t revisited Shakespeare.
- Following on the “I never feel that I am well-read” thread, I willingly admit that I have no interest in reading some books that others deem essential to being well-read: in particular, James Joyce’s Ulysses and Marcel Proust’s A Remembrance of Things Past.
- I do not believe that schools are responsible, as has recently been suggested, for killing students’ interest in reading. Quite frequently, parents kill childrens’ interest in reading long before they get to school. It’s not so different than adults who refuse to try new foods/eat vegetables themselves but remain baffled as to why they cannot get their kids to do so. Also, when it comes to school curricula in literature, I fully agree with Flannery O’Connor: “The high-school English teacher will be fulfilling his responsibility if he furnished the student a guided opportunity, through the best writing of the past, to come, in time, to an understanding of the best writing of the present…And if the student finds that this is not to his taste? Well, that is regrettable. Most regrettable. His taste should not be consulted; it is being formed.”
- I don’t care what genres people want to read, but I find the fact that so many people are willing to read crappily written books (“as long as the story is good!”) completely irritating. I will never understand why books such as Twilight or 50 Shades of Grey become best sellers while much better books die on the vine. I think a lost of this has to do with the problem in #8 above. Schools have started to try to entertain students through literature, instead of helping them to understand that learning to analyze “difficult” books can be a reward unto itself. If that makes me out of step with popular culture, then I’ll just march on by myself.
- I hate key lime pie. (Neither bloggish nor bookish but this felt like the right time and place to admit it.)