Looove doing last minute Top Ten Tuesday posts.
(No, honestly, I love doing this.)
(Can you tell I’m a pantser?)
Today’s topic is bookish pet peeves!
I thought I wouldn’t have much to say today. I WAS WRONG.
Price stickers on books
Price stickers infuriate me.
When my friends lend me books, I have to stop myself from peeling the price stickers off the back.
I just hate them.
Other readers not liking my favorites
I realize that different people enjoy different things.
I still hate when others trash my favorite books.
(It’s possible I deserve this after unreservedly trashing beloved books over the years.)
I think I feel stupid for being moved by works that other people despise.
This is something I’m working on.
The label “problematic”
On the whole, I think the book community is having productive conversations about troubling elements in popular and/or classic fiction. I appreciate when readers with experiences different from my own point out issues I missed.
That said, I’m not a big fan of the word “problematic.”
While I understand not wanting to give creators like J. K. Rowling money, I still purchase and read books that don’t pass the vibe check.
I’m trying to figure out how to enjoy something while acknowledging its (sometimes major) issues.
None of the things I love meet some golden standard of purity. I no longer think it’s possible for anything or anyone to meet that standard.
I’ve spent a really long time trying to consume only “morally correct” media and I don’t want to do that anymore.
You expect me to hold up an 850-page book about dragons for however long it takes me to read it?
I have delicate wrists.
Shirtless men on book covers
Love romances, hate torsos.
I could not tell you why.
I kind of wish all books had gay skeletons on them instead, like Unspeakable and Gideon the Ninth.
Moral superiority w/r/t favorite tropes
There’s a joke all over TikTok that goes something like this:
“Here’s a recommendation for readers who like enemies-to-lovers romance: THERAPY!”
Give me the fucking recs, Samantha.
While my blog posts are far from error-free, I still raise an eyebrow when I see a typo in a published work.
One error that still haunts me involves the misuse of “determinism” in a story about science.
I don’t want to talk about it.
Surprise series starters
I keep pre-ordering debut novels, only to find out too late that they’re the first in a series.
I don’t have the energy to wait for sequels anymore. Completed series or NOTHING.
(That said, I just got into ACOTAR and From Blood and Ash. I’m a hypocrite and a fool.)
I had a professor who regularly shat on genre fiction in favor of literary fiction.
For years afterward, I forced myself to read Mature Fiction, thinking it made me a worthy reader.
These days, I stick to genres I actually enjoy.
Being a mood reader
This is my own fault and I don’t know how to combat it.
When I go book shopping, I often find books that strike my fancy at that particular moment.
Once I get the books home, I find I’m NO LONGER IN THE MOOD TO READ THEM.
It’s SUPER FRUSTRATING and I can’t stop.
When it comes to books, my eyes are bigger than my stomach.
If you have enemies-to-lovers book recs, please give them to me.
Also, I’ve received lots of recs recently for good torso books, so I may or may not read one. As long as I don’t have to look at the cover, I’m fine.