Sunday, December 18, 2011
One Year Bloggiversary! // In Which I Act Like a Total Sap
When I started this blog almost a year ago, I didn’t have a noble purpose in mind. Mainly, I just wanted to read classics, and the Internet seemed like a good place to get book suggestions. I didn’t want to open my eyes to the wonders of literature or to take another look at human nature. I wanted to blog about books, because I had too much free time on my hands.* That was it.
After I graduated from college, this blog became more and more important to me. I like to think that most people consider twenty-year-olds who read classics a novelty, but the truth is most of them think I’m weird.
Donna, the only friend I could enthusiastically converse with about Madame Bovary, went away to law school. I was left in my little town with no one to talk to about the magnificence of The Great Gatsby or the swoonworthiness (yeah, that's a word) of Mr. Rochester (particularly the Michael Fassbender edition). The blog became my only outlet for all my bookish thoughts. (Don’t get me wrong. I have great co-workers, but their idea of a great book is one that contains sparkly vampires. Death to Twilight!!!)
Looking back on all the books I read this year, I’m really thankful I started this blog. My first purpose was to be entertained, but I don’t think I’m exaggerating if I say that I’ve grown as a person. All because of Your Move, Dickens.
I’ve definitely become more open-minded. I never thought I would read anything by Tolstoy (ever), but I’m currently plodding through Anna Karenina.
Because of The Bell Jar, I realized that I’m not the only person in the world who feels aimless. A lot of people want to be so many things, and finally deciding on something feels too much like you’re giving up on all the other things.
The Sun Also Rises taught me that you have to face your problems head-on. Running away to a scenic Spanish village or getting drunk everyday won’t solve anything. After the beautiful scenery disappears from the view or once your hangover wears off, your problems will still be there.
By saying that it’s vile to use horses in the war, Erich Maria Remarque’s All Quiet on the Western Front made me realize how important every single human life is. If it’s vile to use horses in the war, then isn’t it viler to sacrifice human lives? I think that passage from the book will always stay with me.
All the people I’ve met so far in the blogging community have all been wonderful. You’re all so welcoming and warm, always ready to share your ideas about books and to suggest authors I might like. A ton of you made me see things about the books I read I wouldn’t have noticed otherwise. When I posted about Gabriel Garcia Marquez’ A Very Old Man With Enormous Wings, the comments just blew me away. You people are all so smart that I have to think really hard while writing posts, just to come up with something semi-substantial to add to the table.
Also, your pictures of your TBR piles and book hauls make me feel better about my book-buying habits. I. AM. NOT. ALONE. LOL.
So, basically, I just want to say thank you to everybody who ever visited, commented on, or followed this blog. It’s been a great year.
*I started this blog because I had too much free time, but now I have to sacrifice at least two hours of sleep to maintain this blog. Funny how life works sometimes.