As I got to the end of the book, there was a passage in the final blog post the character Farrow posts that bothered me. Here's the passage:
I am done with book blogging. I don't have much desire anymore. I already won the best book boyfriend ever. No one will ever top Tate, except Kasen. And since they are one and the same to many, MANY women, I am the luckiest woman in the world.
Here's why it bothered me...I don't blog for that reason. Throughout the whole book, I felt like the character, and by extension the author, understood reading and blogging. And that passage made me feel like she totally missed the mark.
I'm not trying to make a blanket statement and speak for everyone, but having talked to a few people, I felt the need to take
pen to paper fingers to
keyboard and voice my thoughts on the subject.
I blog because I love books. I love to read. I love the stories, the characters and the romance. I do collect book boyfriends. Nikki and I bicker about them all the time. But that's a byproduct of reading romance. These guys are in some way ideals of what we want, what we don't have and what we'd like to find. They're also what guys will never be. They allow us to step out of reality and wish that they were real. I don't read to collect book boyfriends. They're just a bonus.
So to see that passage in a book, about a blogger, it was discouraging. I love my book boyfriends, they're like a favorite book, they're comfort reads. They're always there to go back to when you need a sure fire hit. When you can't figure out what new book to read, or had a string of bad books. But I don't read with the sole intention of collecting them. So it distressed me that Farrow, or even the author, thinks that bloggers read to collect book boyfriends.
So, I'm asking you, why do you read? Do you read to collect book boyfriends? Do you think bloggers read to collect boyfriends? Or do you read for the love of the stories?