Book Blogger Buzzkills
Book Blogger Confessions
Sometimes I know well in advance what my blog's week is going to look like, and sometimes posts just write themselves. I may have drafted this on the spur of the moment, but I've been thinking about many of the issues in it for years. And while they aren't really secrets--because I'm open about them when anyone asks--I get the sense that some of them shouldn't be brought up in mixed company.
But The Broke and the Bookish is actually inviting people to share not one . . . not two . . . but ten of our "deepest, darkest confessions" today, and it's only the perfect time to pull them all out! So here we go . . .
What I Secretly Think of the Book Blogging Community
* There are times when I wish the ARC and galley supply would dry up so that we'd know which book bloggers are really just in it for free books and access to hyped authors.
** There are other times when I wish I were cool enough to be offered a hot ARC.
* I totally understand the rationale behind branding and blog identity, but bloggers who focus on only one type of book seem so shallow to me.
** My blog's own haphazard brand makes me terribly insecure.
* Giveaways in which the prize is any book of the winner's choice (rather than something that reflects the character of the hosting blog) look like a way to sell out for follows, tweets, and hits.
** I enter those giveaways on a regular basis, rationalising that if the blogger is okay with transactions instead of meaningful interactions, then that's a fair price for a free book from a stranger.
* The bloggers I judge the most are those who don't reply to their commenters. (When you invite people to a party, do you completely ignore them when they show up?)
** I worry about hurting some of my own commenters' feelings so much that I hold back my more unpopular opinions.
* When I read a meme post that doesn't follow the host's directions (e.g., a list that doesn't quite live up to the name "Top Ten Tuesday"), I think it should be deleted from the linky, in fairness to everyone who took the time and effort to write a proper post.
** The dearest wish of my rigid, unfriendly, judgmental, uber-opinionated blogger's heart is a co-blogger.
There are a few more, but of course I'm going to follow the meme's rules . . . even when others don't. =P
Now that I've said all that, I should admit that a lot of it is sour grapes. LOL! I'm kind of an outsider in the book blogging community--a status which is directly due to my own actions. I'd love to be more of a member, but I don't want to have "to fake it" to find friends. That is, I don't want to hide the fact that I like reading many different authors and genres, just because they'd confuse my "branding." In real life, my reading naturally jumps from Jane Austen to Stephen King . . . from Laura Ingalls Wilder to Robert Heinlein . . . from Rick Riordan to Michael Crichton . . . from Catholic classics to Philippine literature . . . with some Twilight thrown in for extra sparkle. (What?)
Not all of it is everyone's cup of tea, of course, but I think there's a lot of mainstream stuff in the mix. And that's entirely by design! Barring the occasional indulgence, I like to choose books (and movies . . . and TV shows . . . and so on) that I think will be interesting for me and for the largest possible cross-section of curious, intelligent people. And while a glance at my sidebar's Top Commenters widget reassures me that I've done just that, only two regular visitors are also fellow book bloggers. Everyone else comes from everywhere else. I wonder why that is.
If that mystery baffles you as well, I have a simpler question you could try . . .