This blog has not been particularly lively last year, for a variety of reason – none of which was, I am happy to say, due to my lack of reading. Goodreads did their reading overview again, and for anyone who is curious about what I read in 2017 and did not write about, the link is here.
Not sure what next year will bring – I do want to write more, but just don’t seem to be able to muster the energy to actually do so. In any case, I wish everyone a wonderful holidays and a great start into 2018 – see you next year, I hope.
And here’s a song – not very seasonal, but highly relevant, very intense and emphatically worth your time:
As awful as 2016 was in nearly every other aspect, it was a greating reading year for me. For the first time ever I took a Goodreads reading challenge and made my goal of 150 books easily and read 179 books with an average of 335 pages, which isn’t bad. But the reading was great not just in quantity but also in quality – as I struggle to remember what exactly I read, the books that stand out are J.J. Voskuil’s massive novel of office life, Het Bureau and of course my foray into the Classic Chinese novel – four of which I’ve read so far and have been enjoying immensely, so that I’m quite confident that I will be reading the remaining two in 2017. For anyone curious, here is a link to Goodread’s nifty page of My Year in Books.
Quite obviously, the amount of my reading done last year is in no way reflected in this blog. I have not counted, but my estimate is that 2016 may well have seen the lowest amount of posts ever since I dedicated myself to book blogging; weirdly enough there has a been an overall increase in visitors (it’s still a very, very low number per day, but stil somewhat higher than it used to be), accompanied, I think, with an all-time low in comments. Obviously, I’m not very happy with that state of affairs – but not unhappy enough to actually write any more blog posts, in fact I’m in the middle of another dry spell now. Which I may get over or may not, one will have to see.
I don’t feel optimistic enough for any new year’s resolutions, so there will be none this time.
And finally, a happy new year to anyone who happens to read this in actual prosimity to the start of 2017. Have a music video, from one of the great musicians who died in 2016 and whose passing did not get nearly the attention he deserved.
David Bowie: It’s No Game (pt. 1)
WordPress informs me that it was seven years ago on January 17th 2008, that I registered this blog with them and made my first post, with not the faintest clue what I was going to do with this shiny new toy. It took me some time to figure it out and to focus on book blogging, but I have not looked back since. A total of 326 posts, 12,825 views and 266 comments later I’m still (and even with the occasional extended lapse) having fun with this. Which is to no small part due to the very few but very much appreciated regular readers of this blog (you know who you are – thank you all very much!).
I was tempted to celebrate this with some Valer Barma-Sabadus (for which you could have blamed Leander and her infectuous enthusiasm for Baroque opera), but I decided to keep more in style with the other stuff I’ve posted here, so have some Justin Townes Earle instead:
Look, it’s yet another blogging slump!
At least I’m having (kind of) an excuse this time – I’ve just been too busy reading to get around to blogging about it. Which of course is A Good Thing, but it also means that this blog has failed as a place to keep track of my reading, because there is no way I’m ever going to catch up again. Not sure what I’ll be doing with the blog now (if anything at all), but while I think about, here’s some music by the very talented Brandi Carlile:
A Merry Christmas and a very happy New Year to all readers of this blog! Thanks for bearing with me for another year, and I hope you’ll stay along for the ride, all two of you.
And what better way to get in a seasonal mood than a Christmas tune sung by Lindi Ortega? None, of course, so here you go – enjoy!
Because I’m in need of some cheering up, and Mary Chapin Carpenter is always wonderful.