Devastatingly off-brand for me: Several Sunshine Blogger awards

Somehow, I have been nominated for the Sunshine Blogger Award nine times.

To which – I mean, I have to say – what in the goddamn world?

I may be the least sunshiney person in the mapped universe. This entire blog is me complaining and writing hate-filled one-star rants about people’s favorite books. Usually my favorite people’s favorite books. I crush dreams. My soul is obsidian black. I eat joy for breakfast.

So what are we doing here, guys?

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The ‘Nope’ Tag: Let’s talk about my most used word, and also books I guess

Hey pals!

It’s been a while again, but I’m just going to pretend it hasn’t been, because once more we are veering ever closer into every-post-begins-with-me-apologizing-for-who-I-am-as-a-person territory. And if you thought this blog couldn’t get more boring and repetitive, JUST YOU WATCH.


First, I was tagged by not one, but two people. I know! It almost makes it seem like there are people who like me in this world. Like I may even have – dare I say – a social life.

Which I don’t, but still.

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How to find time to read during college (hint: it’s barely possible)

GUYS LOOK I WRITE AT A REAL HUMAN BLOG FOR MY COLLEGE NOW. This is kind of (okay, absolutely) about books so I figured I would share it here. You should know by now that this blog is dedicated to two things, and two things only: books and shameless self-promotion. This fits perfectly in both of those categories. So if you just can’t get enough Me (for whatever reason – even the never-posting-regularly amount of me you get here should be more than enough) I’ll have weekly posts up on Atlas!

College. It’s supposed to be the time when you find yourself, when you make your lifelong friends, when you come to terms with the fact that you’re going to be in debt forever and you’d best get used to the taste of ramen noodles because that’s about as close to luxury as it’s going to get for the next couple of decades. Yes, college is all of these things, but college is also something else.

It’s a two-to-four year period when you have so much assigned reading that it feels like if one more word is transferred from the page to your brain you may explode. So how, pray tell, is reading anything not listed on a syllabus possible when every day is an increased risk to your body’s stability?

It requires sacrifice. But not soul-sacrifice, thankfully, because the ability to find time to read for pleasure would be a…

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Goodreads Book Tag: Feat. the Second-Best Website in the World


It sits here before you now: a combination of my second-favorite website (nothing beats Book Outlet) (on an unrelated note, Book Outlet, please sponsor me), and a series of questions that allow me to unapologetically talk about myself for as long as I deem fit. (And I deem “forever” to be fit.)

I would be remiss if I did not thank the person who gave me the gift of this tag a million times. Bonus, it was Holly @ Nut Free Nerd, who has an AMAZING blog. And the coolest-ever taste in books. And is currently studying abroad in England and generally being unbelievably rad. Follow her!!!

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My 20 Favorite Books Ever, Literally, Of All Time

First: Hi, Sam!

First to all non-Sam people: Whaddup whaddup.

I’ve decided I’m going to just stop apologizing for not posting on a schedule, because I literally never do it, and this blog is repetitive enough (i.e., me being obsessed with myself under pretense of books) without me opening every single post with a halfhearted sorry for something I’m going to do again within the next 3-5 business days.

Anyways. I am in a good mood today (rare) and I thought, let’s stick with this rare-and-good theme and talk about my favorite books of all time. My children. Those objects closest to my heart.

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Burn, Rewrite, Reread Book Tag

First things first (please read this in an ashamed voice): hi, guys.

It’s been a while. A hot second, if you will.

Sorry sorry sorry sorry. I’m really soooooo sorryyyyyy. But would it really be me if I went a month without taking, say, multiple unexplained and unplanned hiatuses? That seems dangerously off-brand to me. And if you’re not reading this blog for my dazzling personality and myriad charms, one: I would like you to leave immediately and two: I honestly don’t know what you’re here for. Because you’re not getting much more than heaping doses of me. And you’re definitely not getting posts with any sort of consistency.

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