One year ago today, I started Hannah and Her Books on a complete whim. I’d been toying around with the idea of starting a book blog for a while. I had a “booklr” the summer between my freshmen and sophomore years of high school, but that only lasted a few months before I grew tired of re-blogging and re-posting. Then, at the beginning of my senior year, I opened up a WordPress for the first time, reviewing Everything I Never Told You by Celeste Ng (my favorite novel to this day) and The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt before deleting the blog permanently. Though I loved being a part of the online book community, I felt too much pressure to commit to a regular blogging schedule, especially during the college application season.
Now, I’ve been running this blog for exactly a year, and I’m proud of the commitment I’ve made, but mostly I’m just happy to be here and thankful to all of the bookish friends I’ve made. I like to think of this blog as my little reading journal, as a place where I can document my reading experiences while giving myself the freedom to get a little personal sometimes. When I look back to the person I was a year ago, it’s interesting to see the ways in which I’ve changed (and stayed the same) since then, and especially how that’s affected my reading. Starting this blog just a few weeks after starting college, and beginning to study English literature analytically, has been so formative for my reading experience. Not only that, but I truly love interacting with everyone in this community. It’s crazy to have my own piece of this insane online book world. Thank you to everyone who has followed me on this journey and made me feel so welcome; here’s to another great year!