It seems so paradoxical, doesn't it?: If you read another book, you're adding another title to your TBReviewed pile.
But a good novel reminds you why you're reviewing in the first place. A good novel inspires you to share the gorgeousness that is 60,000 words warpped around pages, burned into pulp. And a good novel offers that opportunity to gush, to praise, to write a positive review -- that privilege so judiciously awarded in today's jaded business.
And we all know it's so much more enjoyable to point out the excellent aspects of a book than to explain the bad sides to a book.
Example: recently I've received a lot of books for review from small presses. For various reasons, these novels aren't up to par with the quality produced from the Big 6, and it was getting me a little down in the dumps to be reading less well-crafted fiction.
Then an envelope of ARCs arrived from Penguin.
|I love you and your oversized bubble-wrap envelopes, Penguin! ♥|