Book Expo America. The place where every book lover dreams of coming. You get to meet authors, hang out with fellow bloggers and receive tons of books, some of which might be ARCs.
BEA is a book convention that I used to dream of visiting as well. Whenever I saw a BEA recap post, it always made me all giddy inside. Seeing fellow bloggers talked about how cool the authors were and showed the books they got — well, I admit that I did feel jealous because I don’t live in the US. At the beginning of my blogging years, BEA had become some kind of a goal in my bookish life. It was like, “Someday, when I’m an adult, I will go to BEA. I have to go there.”
Except, now I don’t feel it anymore. The desire is still there but it isn’t as passionate or demanding as it used to be. Sure, I still want to meet my favorite authors and my online friends. Besides, getting all those books sound great. (I like to expand my collection ><) But ever since I rediscovered my love for other interests, a lot of things has happened that eventually leads to this…whatever kind of stage I’m currently in.
In the end, I’m still trying to get back into my old reading habit. I don’t know what the future holds. Maybe one day I will be so eager to come to BEA again, but one thing I know right now is I’m probably the odd one out in this community. Reading BEA recaps makes me happy for you guys, but with all honesty, I don’t feel a strong urge to go there anymore. *hides from tomatoes*