So let’s start from the beginning for me.
I have always had a very strong love for books. I would go to bookstores and buy books. Then Amazon happened and I would order paperbacks. Then I got an IPAD for Christmas and well downloaded the Kindle App and bam my buying of books increased dramatically.
Just over a year ago I discovered an author because I search through Amazon for Romance Series and a sale on her book set of books 1 – 4 came up I bought it and fell in love. So I started doing a search and found her page on Facebook. I used facebook for friends and family but it never occurred to me that I could find authors there too. Then I found out she had a book club group. I immediately joined and oh my god I met so many wonderful people that became my friends. I talk to them more then I talk to the friends I have actually made and met and more than my family.
I discovered book blogs and then in December of last year I thought I can do this I would love to do this. So I did, I started BookSmacked. I started making friends with Authors, Readers, PA’s, Models you name it if they were involved with books I wanted to get to know them. I was amazed at the support everyone gave each other, I thought in my head wow this is awesome. I think I finally found a place I belonged. I am a homebody, I don’t really socialize, I don’t have many friends.
The “Book Community” as it was called welcome me in with open arms. I found my place in this world so to speak. A place where I could use my passion for books and help authors, readers. There was nothing better then getting to know Authors that I absolutely adored, that helped me escape through their words and made me fall in love with their stories over and over again.
But more importantly a place that made me happy. Even my husband commented on it. He loved that I found something that I was passionate about.
Everyday I would log onto the FB Book World as I like to call it. See great posts, talk to great people and discover more great books.
The first time I saw what I would call drama was about a reader who was shunned and called a cheater for entering a FB event contest. Instead of it being dealt with privately it was splashed all over facebook for everyone to see.
Then it was an author threatening another author with what was almost physical violence. Again all over FB for everyone to see.
And every week there was something else, someone hating one someone.
Blogger vs Author
Author vs Author
Model vs Authors
and the list goes on and on and now when log onto Facebook that is all I see at least one a week if not more.
And I think to myself sometime I wish I never discovered this online Book Community. I wish I had just kept to myself and read my books and stayed in my bubble.
I thought the Book Community was my bubble. It was the place where we loved and supported one another. The world was already full of Drama and hate and my beloved Book Community didn’t have that it was full of love and support. It was my escape, my happy place. Yes I get it not everyone agrees with each other and that’s ok but we can learn to agree to disagree and just move on. But it appears that some can’t and it makes me sad to think I want to leave it because the good outways the bad right?
But the bad is happening more often and more frequently. And the worst part the drama gets to be sooo much so consuming that I find myself focused more on it then discovering new books or talking to others about books they love or books I love.
So I asked myself was I better off before I discovered the Book Community?
Do I leave it?? Because it gives me a headache now a real actual headache when I see the negativity going on.
But what about all the friends I have made. The new passion I discovered that I love helping others. Blog, Authors, Models whatever I love it I love helping them.
I don’t know what to do. But I came to the realization the very sad realization that my passion for books, my love for the written word, my love was being tainted and tarnished by all the drama I see. Because the “Book Community” became my bubble where I felt safe and loved and happy and now I think my bubble has burst.
This post is my opinion and mine only. You can disagree you are entitled to that. I did not edit, or even read over this post and I won’t before I actually hit the publish button. I just typed and typed until I felt I was done. I didn’t check for spelling mistakes I just typed what I felt and fuck even know I don’t remember everything I said it just came out and I couldn’t stop it. It probably makes no sense but I don’t care it is how I am feeling right now.