Tag: I can always tell my little sister’s drunk when she starts saying “I don’t tell you often enough” or “I’m afraid you don’t know” as in “I’m afraid you don’t know how pretty I think you are”

Seriously, I mean it.  I know there have been a lot of angsty posts recently about the book blogging community being clique-ish or bitchy and it will soon collapse in on itself like a dying star.  And I just wanted to say that I have never ever felt that way.  My experience of book bloggers has been that you are exceptionally kind, gracious, welcoming, and courteous.  You are forthcoming with congratulations on good occasions and commiserations on bad.  You give birthday presents like hobbits.  You very sweetly email me to tell me the twists in the books you’ve just read…