YOU READ THAT RIGHT. It's my second blogoversary! I have been book blogging, all-caps shipping, and unapologetically giffing for two whole years!
Technically, my two year blogoversary was in September, but September was a whirlwind of BOOKS and PUMPKIN SPICE and LIFE STUFFS, and before I knew it, September had evaporated and we were suddenly spinning into October.
Blogging has sort of been like that. This blogoversary snuck up on me. It feels like I only just started this mad hobby, like it was just yesterday that I started flinging words at the internet and wondering if I'd ever hear words back. And it floors me more than I could possibly express to you that I do, and that I talk to dozens of kindred bookish souls every day. I had no idea this kind of community existed, and I never want to leave it ever. In the same way it feels like I just met the internet, it also feels as if I've been here forever, as if I can barely remember a time before my YA mania and my fellow YA maniacs. My blogger friends? People I talk to every single day? I NEED YOU PEOPLE IN MY LIFE.
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This is going to be a mushy post. I mean to toss some gifs up, shriek about some book boyfriends, and go into my usual fangirl paroxysms, but honestly, if it weren't for blogging and the community as a whole, I wouldn't ahve realized how vital those things are to my life. I've always been bookish, but it was a solo event. Sure, people cared about Harry Potter, and I had, like, two friends who like the Lord of the Rings movies in high school, but mostly the art of fangirling was not something I engaged in outwardly. It wasn't yet a thing that I knew about. I was not a lonely teenager technically--I had a steady friend group--but I was an introvert with this obsessive fangirl locked inside. My friends knew I was a total dork, but none of them dorked with me. I kept my book nerd away in the daylight hours like Bertha Mason shut up in her attic, and I only let her roam at odd hours because I knew she'd, you know, light shit on fire and whatnot. I was convinced that nobody likes a crazy attic fangirl, so I hid her.
She was loud, though. I wrote frenzied, melodramatic epic novels on my laptop. I wrote some accidental fan fiction, because I was such a loner fangirl that I didn't even know fan fiction was a thing. I just wanted to write some more about Daine and Numair, because I wanted ore kisses. I wrote a lot of truly terrible kiss scenes, let me tell you. I drew pictures of my favorite fictional characters and then shoved them under my bed and in drawers. Sometimes I threw them away.
But then the internet, you guys. The internet. Twitter and books are like a global Match.com, because you find your matches! Your bookish soulmates! People who care about things like book boyfriends, or the tragedy of the instalove, or how pretty dress covers lies, or why it is SUPER DUPER IMPORTANT for series to match, and if one book in a series is slightly taller than the others, it's drinking time. People who cry when things happen to the made up imaginary friends who are literally no more than join hallucinations spurred by ink printed on dead trees. People who understand my references. I used to think this was weird, but now I know that it's cool. And the coolest thing about it is that you guys do, too!
Starting a blog has let me read more than I've ever read before, and through reading, my world has gotten so much vaster. Over the last two years, I've fallen in love at least a hundred times with all sorts of highly unnatainable guys (because they are fictional, alas. THE ULTIMATE BARRIER). I've learned about feminism and girl power and imagination and growing up and staying young. Outside of fiction, I've hung out with authors and publicists, gone to BEA, moderated events, and made some of the best friends I will ever make. No "oh, they're just internet friends". No, the people I've met through blogging are some of my best friends ever and get me like few people do.
Meg, Ellis, and Christina, my partners in mad misanthrope crime. Shae, CP extraordinaire.
Gaby, Debby, Blythe, Bekka, Jessie, Alexa, Ashleigh, Angie, Molli, Kara, Lyn, Judith, Amber, Steph, dear sweet Gansey-and-Ronan I could go on forever and ever naming all of the people and I just I just OKAY I HAVE TO RUN AWAY FROM THE INTERNET BEFORE I START CRYING GOOD BYE
|IT'S NO BIG DEAL I JUST HAVE AN UM EYELID IN MY EYE|
EW. LOOK AT ALL THAT OPEN HUMAN EMOTION-SHAPED STUFF. HIDE THAT, WOULD YOU? IT'S INDECENT. Um... um... *looks about wildly*
EMERGENCY KANYE DANCE PARTY!
Here's to another two years of all-caps fangirling! Thank you for making these two years the absolute best. *clinks glasses* VIKING BISON DISCO INFERNO! HOOOOORN! *dances*