I'm feeling a little...lost? sad? anxious? about the fact that I appear to be blogging a lot less than I was when manically reading non-grad school novels between bouts of working on my dissertation. I feel badly and unhappily in the presence of seriously unwelcome irony here.
You see, I always imagined I'd be reading THREE TIMES AS MUCH post-grad school as I was during grad school. I yearned for it. I banked on it. This belief got me through grad school!! I harboured beautiful dreams of reading a book a day, or over 3 days if Charles Dickens wrote it. Ha!
Now? In reality? Now I'm kicking back and taking things real slow like. This hasn't been a choice, really; I just don't have the fight or flight instinct associated with reading anymore, which is both good and bad.
The good news is, the unpressured read, while lacking in adrenalin, more than makes up for it in lingering pleasure. The bad news is, because of my new laziness, and the fact that I never take public transit, I'm not doing much blogging these days. I fear my blog is disappearing a little, whether I will or no. I worry a little that one day I'll look up and realize that I've forgotten about it; I know, this should be an entirely ridiculous fear but maybe it isn't: in my bookstore owning/post-PhD world, I've forgotten all kinds of things I used to love and engage in daily on the interwebs - like surfing lit forums and looking at pics of LOLcats and reading book news.
I'm going to try doing some brainstorming (ah, brainstorming - just like in grade 8 English class!) and hopefully come up with at least one new feature to replace what looks to be the prematurely dead Curious/Creepy, so that I don't leave y'all hanging between posts on super-long novels. Because while I don't think many people read Bookphilia.com, I don't want to lose anyone by being a once a week or less blogger.
I don't want to be the deadbeat dad of the book blogging world. I really don't want that. I don't want you to be bored, and I don't want to become bored. And since I can't read a book every two days (anymore, sigh) like Raych can, I need to figure out something else to write about. So, here goes - my first attempt at thinking in 3 months! Wish me luck...