Before this year, I'm ashamed to say that I didn't really comprehend how important and awesome book bloggers, Bookstagrammers, Booktubers and Goodreads reviewers really were.
Sure I liked your pretty photos and read some of your reviews and was grateful that someone, somewhere had taken the time to produce them. Then I moved on with my life.
Over the past couple of months, however, with reviews and pictures and posts of Our Chemical Hearts pouring in, I really had to take a step back and marvel at the online book community. It is a thing of wonder.
Thousands of people working every single day - usually without pay and frequently without recognition - to help support the dreams of others. And they do this for one reason and one reason only: because they love books.
I try to avoid bad reviews of my book, mostly because I have the delicate ego of Kim Jong-un, but I have to say, I appreciate even the not-so-nice ones. (Or at least I start to after several glasses of wine, a small amount of crying and 'Shake It Off' played on repeat). You took the time to read it. More than that, you took the time to go online and tell other people about it, which is more than most readers can say.
When a good review pops up, or a gorgeous picture, or a blog post dedicated entirely to my book, or a short and sweet tweet, or a listicle, or anything basically, I'm reminded how much time and effort you incredible people put into this - reading, styling, photographing, writing, posting and more - and I'm floored. Absolutely floored. (And then I drink some wine and cry happy tears. Being an author is like 80% wine and crying.)
So every book blogger/Tuber/Grammer/reviewer - I salute you. I always say that book people are the best people, but you guys are the very best of the best.
We couldn't do this without you and I can't bloody wait to meet you all.