All that said, though, along comes Carl's R.I.P. challenge, a hallmark of the fall in book blogger land, and I find that despite my failure to review the one book I read for it last year (Challenge Fail Take 29!), I want to come out and play again. You know why? No, it's not an alarming compulsion to read kinda creepy books as the air gets crisper and cooler and the leaves start changing colors and people start carving jack-o-lanterns and putting them out on the porch to glow the night away, noble and rewarding as that might be (and the actual reason that most people are joining the challenge, I'd bet). It's nostalgia. R.I.P reminds me of when I was a baby blogger just starting to poke around the blogosphere and reviewing whatever books I felt like reading whenever I felt like reading them. I remember my first rounds of the blogosphere, when the first 24 Readathon was just coming to be. I remember seeing everyone reading all these atmospheric fall-ish sort of books, and it all sort of reminds me of my blogger self of yesteryear(s) who was excited about reviewing every book she read just to see if she could and wasn't busy dancing on the line between blogging as fun and blogging as chore. I miss my bloggy roots, and I guess that's why when R.I.P. comes around every year I have a bizarre compulsion to join in despite my total disavowal of challenges.
So here it goes. Again. I'll be doing the Peril the
This one that everyone probably already read for last year's R.I.P. will probably be the one...
But it could be this one, too.
Or maybe even this one.
I know I've not given many details of the actual challenge, so if you happen to, um, not know what the heck challenge I'm talking about, you should absolutely go check it out. I mean, it's a book blogging tradition!
Now, wish me luck. I suck at this challenge stuff. =P