To an author, especially one like me from a small press (The Travelers, Saguaro Books) without a huge marketing budget, book review bloggers are critical for success. They're also the gateway for readers to a world of undiscovered books. Book bloggers constantly reviews books, feature authors, write profiles on upcoming book events or materials. But, has anyone ever stopped to ask them - you write about everyone else, what about you? What motivates you to write about books? Well, I'm curious about book bloggers....so I asked one if I could interview her...
My husband says my blog posts whip drastically into two extreme directions - happy fun blogs (usually somehow related to books, writing, stories or the arts) and dire "what is wrong with America" blogs. It's a fair and accurate assessment. My blogs are a reflection of me.
You know the song "To All the Girls I've Loved Before"? The song that goes ... "who travel in and out my door...I dedicate this song." Change "girl" to "books" and that is what today's blog is about. To all the books I've loved before.
I love books, like a lot. Enough that I wrote one. (see The Travelers). Therefore, it's probably not surprising that I read and follow a lot of book-related sites and blogs. Blogs are a little tricky. I like so many great ones. That list would be very long and I may tackle compiling that some day soon. In the meantime, since it's Friday, I'll do a Friday 5 of my 5 Favorite Book Websites.
I recently went to the San Francisco ballet and wrote a blog about it. What I didn't mention in that blog was that right after the ballet ended, we headed over to a protest across the street. And in the sea of black ink on poster board, I realized something important was missing...
My husband and daughter have matching t-shirts about science. (So cute and nerdy.) Their t-shirts inspired today's t-shirt Tuesday blog topic: Did any science fiction books get it right or make predictions that came true?
Day 3 of our visit to San Francisco, the last full day here. Like any good day, it all started with and ended with food, with a little dance and literature between.