Back in July, I wrote a blog post about restricting my reviewing. I guess it was the stepping stone to where I am now.. I’ve pretty much stopped.
There are quite a few reasons for this, but some aren’t worth going into.. but the most important, I think, is that I’d actually lost my passion for reading, and reviewing was making it into a pressure instead.
Just before Christmas, I started to feel very affected by my depression again, and I had no interest in getting into a book. Instead, I picked up my Walking Dead compendiums, and found myself whizzing through them, and chatting to my daughter about the story twists. I then started to look at some other graphic novels and comics.. I was quickly scouring amazon, logging back into the library, and starting threads on my forum (such as this one). I’d found my passion again.. and I realised how much I had missed it.
(If you want to follow my new passion, my journey is in this thread.)
I’ve picked up two books in Jan, neither of which were for review, and I enjoyed them both. I still have a couple of review books by my bed, and although I liked the start of them both, I have a mental block over getting back to them.. and that has confirmed for me that I need to draw a line, and stop.
I have no idea what the future holds.. there may come a point at which reviewing and blogging becomes my passion again.. but for now, I need to focus on reading what I want to, when I want to. I’ll still be yelling on Twitter when I read something I love, and I hope to stay in contact with the lovely authors, publishers and bloggers I’ve gotten to know on there – but 2016 is my year to reclaim my love of reading, rather than struggling with the pressure of reviewing.
Sitting on a Cornflake 