Fourteen candles. If you'd told me, back when I published my very first post, that I'd still be here fourteen years later writing about the books I love, I'm not sure I would have believed you. And yet here we are.
I started this blog with nothing more than a love for books and a need to talk about them somewhere. No plan, no strategy, just me, a keyboard, and a growing pile of African literary fiction I couldn't stop thinking about. What began as a quiet, personal habit slowly became something much bigger than I ever expected it to be.
Fourteen years later, here's where we are: 290 posts, 1,571 comments, and 1,637,379 views from readers all over the world. Numbers like that still stop me in my tracks. Somewhere out there, over a million and a half times, someone opened a post of mine looking for their next read or maybe just wanting to feel less alone in loving a book nobody around them had heard of. That's the whole reason I do this. Every year I look at the all-time stats and every year they surprise me a little. Some of these are books I wrote about ages ago, and yet readers are still finding them, still reading, still commenting. That's the strange magic of a blog, a review never really closes.
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