Miss Bates is going post-less until October 28th to support fellow bloggers’ protest against The Guardian‘s choice to publish an account of an author’s self-admitted stalking of a reviewer-blogger. Miss Bates Reads Romance is tiny potatoes; her stance will not influence, or effect the situation, nor will she link to it. It’s been talked to death and she’s mighty tired of giving the piece more space than it’s already taken. She links, however, to some fellow-bloggers in comradeship: Vacuous Minx, Romance Around the Corner, Love In the Margins, Book Thingo, Sonomalass’s Blog, Wendy the Superlibrarian, Immersed In Books, Badass Romance, Something More, Mean Fat Old Bat, and Kaetrin’s Musings.
In light of this distasteful mess and the less recent news that romance blog Dear Author is being sued by a publisher, Miss Bates soul-searched her blogging. She takes her blog-title as a renewing point, returns to her modest roots: primarily, Miss Bates reads romance, she doesn’t review romance. She hopes to inspire fellow-readers to share in her thoughts about romance fiction, or fiction with strong romantic elements (a clunky designation, but a hybrid Miss Bates loves). She wants her blog to be an account of what she’s reading and how she responded to it and less about whether you, her reader, should, or shouldn’t read a book. She wants to, once again, engage with her reading emotionally and intellectually without worrying about spoilers and ratings and release dates. As a matter of fact, because analysing her reading is a great pleasure to Miss B., you can anticipate spoilers. You can also expect fewer ARC reviews (though she’s got a backlog she feels obligated to fulfill) and a lot MORE thoughts and rants and close readings (her favourites). She wants her reading choices to be dictated by whim rather than schedule. Join Miss B. when she returns to MBRR on the 28th with her thoughts and feelings about Georgette Heyer’s The Convenient Marriage. She’s been reading it for weeks … and can’t seem to get through it. What’s that about? What’s the last book you read that you knew was “good,” but you slogged through it? Let’s talk about books we love, or don’t, because all that white noise beyond … “sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.”