Let’s be real; reading for reviewing is not the same as reading for pleasure. I recently compared what I currently read and what I read before I started blogging, and I noticed that I rated books higher when I read for pleasure than when I read to review, and I enjoyed more books even though in hindsight, which weren’t as enjoyable the first time around.
This begs the question, will I ever be able to read for pleasure? A while ago, I wrote a post about how I have become more critical and more meticulous about what I read, which can be a good thing… or it can be a bad thing.
Being critical and honest about our feelings is imperative, definitely, for reviewing books. It makes us honest and expresses how we feel about a certain book. I think reviewing is a great way to develop certain skills to learn to be more analytical and evaluative, which can be very helpful in school or in work.
However, reading for pleasure is just as it seems. It’s for pleasure. Though, I’ve realized that I have become more critical and analytical when approaching all sorts of writing forms, including pleasure-reading. So how do we keep the sanctity of reading for pleasure? Is there a way to fully enjoy the book without pinpointing certain points I didn’t like about it?
Or maybe we have to get to the root cause. Can we truly enjoy a book without being critical of certain points that may not be developed as well or as fully as we wanted it to be? Can we fully separate reading for pleasure as opposed to reading to reviewing like an on/off button?
I know this was a very inconclusive discussion, but I really just wanted to bring this up. What do you think? If you’re a blogger or reviewer, do you think that you’ve become more critical? Can you still enjoy pleasure-reading without pinpointing certain parts that you didn’t like?