It has been three weeks since the nationwide community quarantine was enforced in the Philippines. It would have been an opportune time to get back to blogging. But I was just so out of the loop that the prospect of blogging again paralyzed me. A year ago, I imagined that moving my blog over here would help me write about other things, but I always forgot that my blog is no longer exclusively about books anymore. I turned this into a casual blog so that I could write more, but alas, I just lost it.
One of my bloggy friends suggested that I go back to blogging. I hesitated for a few days. The thought lingered in my head. So I logged in and whoa, WordPress.com’s interface has changed a lot. Then I looked at the list of blogs I’m following. Others have stopped like I did, which wrung my heart a bit, but I saw familiar people still writing passionately about books. This put a smile on my face.
So let me just sum up what happened to me since the last post really quick. I have a new boyfriend (long distance relationship), traveled a lot (Domestic: Davao and Palawan; International: Ho Chi Minh, Vietnam and Osaka, Japan), stayed home with my family more often, went back to our book club, recovered super slowly from my reading slump, moved to a new apartment, attempted vlogging but got overwhelmed by the editing part of it, watched a Carly Rae Jepsen concert, bought a Kindle (finally), and currently working from home due to the COVID-19 pandemic.
The books that I read lately were book club selections and I really enjoyed them. These are A Visit from the Goon Squad by Jennifer Egan (a reread for me), Born a Crime by Trevor Noah (a funny primer on the horrendous apartheid), and Girl, Woman, Other by Bernardine Evaristo (a sprawling novel that discusses issues on race, class, feminism, and many more through the lives of its flawed yet unforgettable characters). I am looking forward to where I can read books that are not required book club readings. I’ve been slogging through Ocean Vuong’s debut novel for months (not a book club selection). It feels like fine sand quickly sifting through a filter.
This is the best I can do for now. My blogging skills are rusty at the moment. But I don’t want to throw in the towel just yet.