When I decided to start blogging about books (around one minute and thirty seconds ago) I knew I couldn't just run any old blog. My blog had to reflect me in as many ways as possible. I didn't want it to be too serious, but I also wanted it to be something I could pour my heart, soul, and intense amount of FEELS into.
I am passionate about books, that is no secret, but it's also no secret that when I love a book I have trouble expressing my feelings in a way that most people would understand. Crying is a method I resort to a lot. I also like to kick the bed, roll around clutching the book to my chest, and swear at the cover. I sometimes take to social networking to "asdfghjkl;" and "DWGYSWYQGHsw UYDWSGQ??!?!!", but nothing more comes of that, other than a few very confused followers.
So here it is, my little slice of the blogosphere where I get to write what I want, when I can be bothered. I mean regularly? No, who am I kidding, I don't mean regularly. Welcome to A Literary Boner.
