I am a huge fan of First World Problems. I'll be the first person to scroll through their Twitter and laugh out loud to myself, thinking "yes. I DO THAT. In ALL of life." And honestly, guys? I do it in blogging, too. A LOT. I get all uppity about the most ridiculous things. Thus, Book Blogger Woes was born. Every so often, I'll be sharing a different blogger pain pertaining to all of the sulking... but in a comical way.
(Please tell me I'm not the only one who feels these things. You just have to. I can't be the only one.)
Okay, so you've got some extra money. LET'S GO TO THE BOOK STORE. There's all kinds of awesome new titles out. But you don't know if you're in the mood for adult romance, YA romance, or the literary sister of that one BDSM book. (Listen, no judgment here. We all need those reads sometimes.)
Easy solution. GRAB THEM ALL.
But, oh crap. It's time for the struggle. The antithesis of a Staring Contest. You know that struggle. That whole trying not to make eye contact when you stroll up to the checkout counter with One Night in a Scotsman's Kilt, Boys Boys Boys OMG LURVE, and the 22nd book in the Angsty Loins series. And when you do, just to see how the transaction is moving along, 16 year old Book Clerk Boy is giving you one of these looks.
DAMN YOU, WHY DID YOU LOOK UP?