I have something I’d like to put up for discussion, something I don’t even quite know how I feel about myself.
As most book bloggers have experienced, there’s a lot of authors out there who’s generously offering free copies of their books, against an honest review. That’s both common and beneficial for both parties for a number of reasons!
The author gets:
- “Free” advertising (not completely free, as it usually costs them a copy of their book).
- An entire blog post dedicated to that book
- Reviews on major online websites like Amazon and Goodreads
- If the blogger like the book, they’re likely to recommend it.
The blogger gets:
- A “free” book (not completely free, as writing reviews does take quite some time).
- Increased traffic on their blog, if the author and/or publisher promotes the post.
Of course the terms and conditions set by either blogger or author can vary from one individual to another. But I the above mentioned is standardised, so let’s just go with that.
When I agree to read someones book and post a review, I try not to promise a due date – and if they insist, I usually give myself 2 months or so. That’s because most of my reviews are planned that far ahead. Sometimes it’s quicker, but that’s definitely not the norm. As I’m arc and beta reading steadily for a few selected authors, I also need to leave room for their upcoming releases. That’s all been fine until lately, where an author from New Zealand won’t leave me alone.
He messages me like every other day, just to see how I’m doing. He uses endearments and nicknames, like we know each other. I live in England so I’m used to hearing endearments everywhere. Literally everywhere. When the woman at the till gives me my change, she’ll say something like “here you go love”. The same goes for the person at the petrol station, corner shop, bus driver etc. So I’m not a stranger to that. However, I find it different to see it in writing. Somehow that just makes it more personal, and I’m finding that I’m not okay with it!!
I’m sure the author is just checking up on me, to make sure I don’t forget about the book he was kind enough to send me a physical copy of. Yet, a part of me feels like the constant emailing and use of endearments crosses a line. A line I don’t particularly want to be crossed. Some of the authors I’ve read and reviewed for in the past, have become friends. And I love that. But it happened at a natural pace, through a lot of messaging back and forwards, things we had in common and so on. Not through them emailing me every other day “to see how you’re doing sweetie”.
Have you experienced anything like this? How did you deal with it, or how do you think you would? Let’s chat in the comments!