This has been a very difficult couple of weeks. I’m devastated to announce that my dad unexpectedly and suddenly died while at my family’s cabin. If you’d like to read his obituary, you can do that here.
I debated whether or not to share the news here for obvious reasons, but ultimately I decided that it was important for me to acknowledge. It felt disingenuous to carry on, business as usual, as though nothing had happened. Especially since seemingly every book I come across deals with the death of a parent.
Will I continue reading those stories? Eventually. Will I continue reviewing them? I’m not sure. Will I still be blogging regularly? Yes. Fine Print has been a big part of my life for a long time, consuming my free-time and energy but also fuelling my love of reading and storytelling. I’ve made a lot of great friends through blogging, and it’s not something I want to let go of right now.
So I’m going to keep reading, writing reviews, and composing other bookish posts. I’m gradually getting back into commenting, responding to comments, and buddy-reading books with my friends. But I’m thinking that my reading will be on the lighter, less cerebral side of things for quite a while. Please bear with me as I ease back into my regular routine.