My Favourite Booktubers

This post is part of Six for Sunday run by Steph from A Little But a Lot.

2019 was the year I really jumped on the Booktube train. I’d been watching it before then, of course, but I wasn’t totally into it. Last year was the first year I specifically spent some time watching channels, looking for new recommendations, and of course filling out my shelves with new books to read.

There are some BookTubers who will firmly stay on my watch list for a long time. Enter with caution – you may fall in love with them, and they might just blow your TBR completely out of proportion.

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Review: Doing It by Hannah Witton

This book did not fit any of my challenge criteria.

Blurb:

Sexting. Virginity. Consent. The Big O … Let’s face it, doing it can be tricksy. I don’t know anyone (including myself) who has sex all figured out. So I’ve written a book full of honest, hilarious (and sometimes awkward) anecdotes, confessions and revelations.

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The Ultimate Book Tag

I’ve looked over my blog, and come to a conclusion. It won’t shock you very much.

Girl, you do a lot of tags.

So, this will be my last tag for quite a while on the blog. While I love doing them, and some of them have been really well received with some people even taking their own spin on it, it’s taken away from what I really came here to do – boom shake shake shake the room share my thoughts on some of the fantastic books I’ve recently read.

I promise to go back to the reviews, meaning the tags will be taking a little break. If I’m going out, I’m going out in style. 

I saw this post on Aussie blogger Eugenia’s blog and I had to take it for myself.

Strap in, here comes my swan song. And, as the title suggests, it’s a big one.

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#fakereadergirls: who you be is?

Some girls grew up living for Saturday so they could head for town and spend hours at the MAC counter fawning over their latest eyeshadow. Me, I lived for Saturday mornings in Easons, perched in front of the YA book shelves, breathing it in.

Neither of us were doing it wrong. We were simply indulging in our passions.

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