Now I doubt any of you are really going to spend Turkey Day reading my blog - I mean, there's cranberry sauce to be had, quite possibly the most delicious food invented, EVER - but I figured I'd do a post anyway about how blogging, writing, and the entire online network are some of the new things I'm thankful for this year, as well as the usual ones like my amazing family that puts up with my neuroses, my friends that let me gab on about what I'm reading and make recommendations all the live long day, and the incredible opportunities I've been given like an excellent education and the freedom to have an open mind. I wake up every day thankful for those things, but while I'm grumbling on Twitter about carpal tunnel and how hard it is to write a freaking blog post and how much Amazonfail makes me angry, I think perhaps it gets lost just how grateful I am for this network, too.
First of all, fellow book bloggers. You guys rock. Sometimes I'm envious of all those ARCs you're getting and I'm not, sometimes I compare followers and comments and page views and get all morose, but I'm always thankful for your recommendations and general awesomeness. As the Book Blogger's Convention proved back in May, we've all gotta stick together against a world that doesn't really...ahem...understand us. Let's face it, it's hard to find anybody out in the real world within miles and miles of you that cares about books the way we do, and that community makes me smile every day. Thank you. Of course, you book blog commenters who may not have blogs of your own but go out of your way to make the day of a total book nut, I owe you a big thank you, too.
Second of all, Twitter. You consume way too much of my time, sometimes you can get as nasty as kindergarteners on a playground, and sometimes I wonder why I don't give you up. Then I scroll down my feed and find really great links and breaking news and things that make me snort milk out my nose and people who are just as weird as me, and I stop wondering. You may not always use your powers for good, but when you do, you rock. Thank you.
Third of all, my beloved novel, still in progress, 26,465 words and counting. You keep me sane, you are patient with my procrastination, you make me want to burst into random gleeful song and dance, you make me want to hurl my laptop against the wall. There's nothing else like you. Thank you.
Fourth of all, writers, agents, editors, publishers, cover designers, unpaid interns, and absolutely everyone else involved in the publishing process. You make books. That should be considered a superpower. I don't know how I'd spend my rainy afternoons and snowy mornings and sick days and late-burn-the-midnight-oil nights without you. Thank you!
What are you thankful for this Thanksgiving? After you come out of your tryptophan coma, please leave your thoughts in the comments. Happy Thanksgiving, everybody. =)