So, today is New Year’s Eve. Which means one thing. It means that we all get to spend at least some part of the day reflecting on the twelve months that have just gone by and wondering about what the next twelve may hold in store. And given that there’s nothing I love better than a little bit of reflection, when I woke up this morning at 4.45am (well, when the bub woke me up, anyway) I started to think about just that.
I think if I had to sum up one single thing that had most made an impression on me in 2013 it would be this: it would be the discovery of a book-loving, book-blogging community that a year ago I knew little about. A community that’s passionate about books and dedicated to reading and reviewing them. A community that’s supportive to one another and generous with their time. A community that opens its arms to newbies on the block, brings them in from the literary cold and makes them feel welcome. A community with whom you can be discussing new book releases one minute and your kids’ sleep patterns the next. A community who do all this not because it’s their job or they’re getting paid or they’re in search of external approbation. A community who do all of this just for the love of it. For the love of reading. For the love of books. And when you’re a writer I’m not sure there could be a community you could be more grateful to be a part of.
So, as the year draws to an imminent close, I wanted to say a big, heart-felt thank-you to all the book bloggers I’ve made friends with this year: there are too many to name individually but you know who you are because we spend a good chunk of every day on Twitter together. Thanks for the support, for the laughs, for the book recommendations, for the insightful reviews. Mostly, simply, thanks for the friendship. And here’s to a booktastic 2014.