It’s a year ago today that I nervously pressed ‘publish’ on the book review that I’d been endlessly rereading and editing for the blog that I’d registered a few months previously.
I’d been making promises to myself that I’d start a blog for, literally, years. But there was always a reason why I didn’t: university was taking up all of my time, my studies were more important, I was already contributing to an online magazine with book reviews. While these were genuine reasons, looking back, I realise I was nervous. It’s a scary thing putting your thoughts and opinions out there for other people to read.
It wasn’t until after I’d graduated that I finally published my first post. I’d been working in marketing as a copywriter for about two months and I realised that I missed talking about books on a regular basis. After writing content for clients all day, I also wanted to write something for me, on a topic that I was passionate about.
And I’m so glad I discovered blogging. I love the whole process of it – setting my thoughts down on ‘paper’, articulating them, putting a post together and editing it. I’m still surprised, and happy, when I get a notification that someone has commented on a post and I love reading them, replying, and having a conversation about books. This blog has given me the space to write about something I’ve always loved and, in a year that hasn’t always been easy, it’s given me something to concentrate on and work towards.
The book blogging community is a wonderful one and I am very glad to be a part of it. I want to thank everyone who reads this blog – whether it’s every post or just once in a while – for reading and commenting. It really does mean a lot to me.
Here’s to many more years of blogging!