Over the past six years I’ve wanted to start a blog, but I always thought it would be about photography. I had a phography blog for about two years, which I never updated regularly and that I wasn’t the least bit happy about. So, I deleted it. About a year ago I started another blog, which I also lost interest in because I kept second guessing my abilities. Demanding too much of myself. Wanting to be perfect. It was always very forced in a way. I tried to fit in a box that just isn’t for me.
Finding my place
One thing that’s been consistent for me is that I’ve always been an avid reader. I love watching booktube and reading other blogs, but it didn’t immediately cross my mind that I had something to contribute to the community. Then when I started this blog, I had just finished a book and I just started writing a review. I didn’t force it, it just started coming out. And I believe that’s why I love sharing my thoughts here. It’s because it’s not forced, I genuinely freaking love writing about books. My heart is in it, I’m passionate about it in a positive and constructive way. I’ve found my box. Sure I step out of the box sometimes, but I’ve finally found a place for me, a place where there’s room, a place I can proudly call home.
I remember when I was a little kid. My parents would always encourage me to read and whenever I was excited about a book that I wanted to get, they would prioritize that and buy it for me. I know I’m lucky to have parents who have had the financial privilege to be able to buy me books, which is sadly not possible for every young reader. My parents also always made an effort to cultivate my love for reading from an early age.
The Magic of Books and Writing
Just a few years ago I was a very slow reader. In school I was always the last to finish reading whatever it was we were meant to read. But with practice and reading books that actually interest me, I have become a pretty fast reader. I’ve had some rough years since I graduated from High School in 2012, but reading has been my solace. It’s the one thing that can cheer me up. It’s the place where magic exist in all shapes and sizes.
Words can be therapeutic. As individual characters, they are powerless, but put together the right way there are few limits as to what they can do. Through reading other people’s words and stories you can find pieces of yourself. And through writing it’s possible to put feelings into words. I love words and worlds and stories. That’s why I started at book blog and why I’m able to continue updating regularly. My heart is in it, my soul is in it and it lets me create with passion.