Hi guys, this year is winding down and with that, I felt like it was time to sit down and see what this year has taught me in the sense of reading. Before this year, I read about 10 books a year, there was a time when I was about 8 and I read at least 30, but since then, it was just a steady diet of fanfiction, and the occasional paranormal romance. But this year I kicked off with a small goal of 25 and I smashed that by hitting over 120 books which is something I am insanely proud of. Not only did I read a lot, I learnt a lot about myself, so here goes.
- I may have turned 20, but my I still really love YA.
Don’t get me wrong, I 100% know YA is not angled for me anymore, I know I’ve grown out of that, but the ‘genre’ is just growing so beautifully and I’ve seen so many new amazing books that YA still just holds my heart.
- Adult books, aren’t that scary
Originally I was really just terrified of Adult books because OBVIOUSLY they were going to be SO MUCH harder to read, but really? they’re not. They just deal with different topics, and sometimes, that’s really nice.
- I’m not actually interested in classics
While history is something I ADORE, classics are just, not. I’ve enjoyed 3 out of the 10 or so I’ve read, and while I pushed myself to read more this year, it just wasn’t worth it because I didn’t enjoy it at all.
- Reading Diversely is both fun and important
Honestly it was the weirdest thing to meet a Bi character, like myself and finally feel represented. And in that moment, I realized it must be so much harder for POC or LGBTQIA+ people to always feel represented when they don’t fit the mold. It really encouraged me to seek out upcoming diverse releases, and to try and make an effort to get closer to that 50/50 goal of reading diverse and non diverse books.
- I actually tend to unintentionally DNF books.
Hear me out, I ‘ll be enjoying a book, and then I’ll get past the climax, I’ll have 200-100 pages left, and then I just never pick it back up, I move onto something more fun. Honestly I have no clue why I do this, and it makes me feel so guilty when I do it that I eventually come back to the book to force myself to finish it, but somethings kist not right. And honestly, there’s nothing wrong with DNF’ing books.
So that’s it, 5 things I learnt about my reading tastes in 2017. I think, without this year to teach me so much, I wouldn’t have been so eager to continue reading and blogging next year, but this has been such a wonderful part of my life that I just cant give it up.
Until next time,