It’s been almost two months since I put my blog on pause and almost three since I left my internship and started my job at Bloomsbury. Originally, the plan was to go on break, take a handful of weeks to figure out my life and rejuvenate, and then pop back into great with fingers blazing and engines roaring.
Well. The best-laid plans, eh?
I took longer than a few weeks, obviously, but these past two months have been AWESOME. I have two new roommates, a new apartment (with bookshelves!), and I’m settling in nicely at Bloomsbury. I have lunch buddies now! And access to a walk-in closet full of books! I live like two blocks from blocks of actual houses with actual front lawns and wrap-around porches! And you know what? As great as these things are, I wouldn’t have been able to enjoy them as much without the break. Because let’s be real, change—even fantastic, wonderful, mind-blowing, wish-fulfilling change—can be stressful. These two months have been full of so many emotions and experiences, like:
but sadly none of this:
I love talking about books. I will ALWAYS love talking about books. I don’t think a power on this earth could shut me up once I get going. But at this point in my life, I don’t think blogging is a wise call for me anymore. I like having free time. I like not having to pound out five or six posts in a weekend. I like the thought of not having to second-guess bad reviews just in case I might someday have to work with the author.
So after almost four years and a bajillion posts and memories, I’m done, at least on here.
I’m still open to guest posting places or even teaming up elsewhere as a minor co-blogger (hit me up!), but I can’t run this blog on my own anymore, and I know if I try to bring someone in here under my name, I’m going to micromanage the sanity out of both of us. But don’t worry!
I’ll still be on Twitter and Tumblr, and I’ll still put up (short sound-bite-ish) reviews on Goodreads and Amazon—because again, you just can’t shut me up about books I love. But it’s time to put this blog to bed.
All that’s left is to say thank you. Thank you, guys, for sticking with me. Thank you for letting me be a part of this community. Thank you for squealing with me over book boyfriends, ranting over literary injustice, and pushing as many books on me as I pushed on you. And that goes for everyone I’ve met through this blog, from readers to fellow bloggers to authors to industry professionals. I literally would not have the connections and friendships that I have and be where I am without you all.
P.S. I’ll still check the email associated with this blog from time to time, but if you really want to reach me, use either Twitter or contact me for my personal email address. Don’t y’all dare lose touch!