Part of me wants to say that I can’t believe that I have been blogging for the past 7 years. The bigger part of me feels like I have been doing this for forever. In the last 7 years I’ve had multiple redesigns and I’ve tried tons of new things.
It has been fun and stressful.
But this year I’m returning to an older habit.
In the past 7 years, I have found myself burnt out from reading and blogging on more than one occasion. If you read other book blogs, this is probably not the first time you’ve ever heard of this, and you’ve probably seen it as well.
Before I began blogging, I used to read without worry or stress. Yeah, I read a bit less but I was a happier reader for it. Book blogging can sometimes make me feel like I constantly must be reading so I can share a million books with anyone who may happen upon my tiny corner of the Internet.
Yes, it is exciting to get early copies of books and be able to share whether I think they’re good or not with others before release. It’s also really stressful sometimes too. This thing that I love, suddenly becomes an expectation. This isn’t to say that I’m not grateful for the ARCs and review copies I have received. I am extremely grateful for every single one.
However, I’m having a baby this year and my life doesn’t look the way it did 7 years ago when my younger self started blogging.
Therefore, after 7 years of blogging I think the biggest thing I’ve learned is to let go of unnecessary expectations and let some hobbies just be hobbies.
How I’m changing my reading
I’ve been thinking about this a ton. For weeks I’ve been wanting to read but a consistent, accompanying thought has also been “how long will it take me to read that book?” There are books I would love to read but because of their size and how long it may take me to read them, I shy away from them. What if that is the only book I read that month or for two months. *gasp* The horror! And that thought makes me anxious.
Reading shouldn’t make you anxious. Especially when it’s something you want to do.
So, this year I’ve decided that instead of focusing on how fast I can finish a book, or how many books I can read in a month – I’m going to focus on consistent reading.
I did a mini trial of this last year. For an entire month, I challenged myself to read 100 pages a day. I didn’t succeed every day, but the practice of consistent reading is what actually helped, not the amount of pages I managed to get through.
This year, I’m focusing on loving reading but letting go of high expectations for myself. In 2020, I’m going to try and read every day (starting today). More than anything, I want to recapture the lazy joy of reading that I had before I started blogging.