A brief history of the Insatiable Booksluts
Rob and Susie met in the year 2000 in a chatroom dedicated to hoity-toity snobby booklust. Being two of the only sane people in the room, they became friends almost immediately. Even though the chatroom imploded due to internet drama, the booksluts remained friends and started a moderately successful online book club in March of 2007. Wanting to share the same experience with even more book lovers, the booksluts decided to start a new venture together: this very blog.
In 2012, nearly a year after our inception, IB won the first (and so far, only? I think?) Independent Book Blogger Award for adult fiction. It is a real award given by the people at Goodreads and the Association of American Publishers; Susie has the huge glass, uh, thingy to prove it.
That is how our little corner of the internet came to be. We hope you enjoy reading this blog as much as we enjoy reading for and writing it.
Susie learned to read when she was three, surprising her mom in the grocery store by pointing out that an item was “buy one, get one free!” (Susie: Yes, my mom still tells that story all the time. Complete with facial expressions.) She’s been reading voraciously since she was a child, and often above her reading level–if not in difficulty, then definitely in content, as she started reading Stephen King novels when she was eleven. By the time she was in high school, she was voluntarily seeking out Literature while her friends were still reading Goosebumps. She was the only fucking person in her senior English class who understood the book The Catcher in the Rye and is still bitter about the ignorance of her peers to this day.
Rob only remembers using her Crayolas on her Little Golden Books and changing Goldilocks’ curls from yellow to black until the age of nine, when she read Watership Down for the first time. She barely remembers opening anything else book-like for years, except under durance vile in high school, when she was tortured and tormented into reading the likes of Salinger, Steinbeck, and ‘that fucking sot’ O’Neill. Once recovered from this forced literary trauma, Rob became the pissy and picky reader she is proud to be today. Has maturity made Rob a more patient reader these days?
(snorts) Yeah…you bet.
Want to know what’s on Rob’s shelves? Sit back a spell and check her out on Shelfari.
Laura spent most of her childhood reading through the library. Between the ages of 8 to about 11 she regularly scared the shit out of herself reading true accounts of demon possession. She was an overachiever in her tiny rural school, often allowed to read whatever literature she wanted during class time, which didn’t make anyone jealous because they didn’t really want to read that stuff anyway. Figuring one day she’d like to get paid to read and write, she got a degree in English, and she’s working on another one. There’s still no paycheck involved, but Laura’s a dreamer.
Laura writes more about books at http://www.thetwors.com, loves knitting, swearing, and pretending she knows a lot about wine (but mostly just knows how to uncork and drink it). She has two very little girls who love reading and a husband who loves that they all love reading. You can check out her shelf at Goodreads, if you fancy.
Tony is a divorcee, father of four, blogger, ukulele enthusiast, and staff sergeant in the United States Air Force. His mother raised him on Golden Books, and after he learned to read on his own, he checked out the entire mythology section of every library in his town. He quickly became an avid Tolkien junkie, then grew more and more disappointed with Orson Scott Card. He likes reading Hemingway because it makes him feel manly. Now he’s a frustrated writer who’s gradually getting less frustrated. Who knows? Maybe you’ll be reading his books some day.
If you want to read about some of Tony’s many non-reading related interests, check out his blog Your Friend Tony here, or stalk him on the far corners of the internet by way of Twitter (@TheRealTonyBird) or his Facebook page.
While the other kids in school looked forward to recess, little sj begged for extra time in the library. Her parents learned early on that regular punishments had no effect on her, and resorted to taking her books away. Smart little sj got around this by stashing books in various hiding places throughout the house, and even in the garage. This behaviour has carried through to today. Books are stashed in every room of her house – just in case. She’s passed on her love of reading to her four children and loves sharing with them her own childhood favourites.
Other than her family, the two things she absolutely can not live without are her eReader and her iPod. She truly hopes she’s among the first to die when the zombie apocalypse comes so that she doesn’t have to live a day without her ebooks and music. She blogs about books and the Dodisharkicorn at Snobbery and you can follow her on Twitter @popqueenie.
Neal’s mom, craving interaction with her oldest son, once told the reclusive 7-year-old Neal, “If there’s anything in the world I can do for you, anything, you name it, and I’ll make it happen!” Neal sighed, marked his place with his finger, and said, “I’ve got a book. I’ve got a bathroom. I’ve got everything I need. Thanks anyway.” And he shooed her away.
Neal still has a reading problem. But for variety he sometimes indulges his writing problem over at englishmajorversustheworld.
Jericha’s superpower has something to do with books, but she hasn’t figured out exactly how it works yet, so she spends a lot of time alternately reading, snarking about, deconstructing, writing, making, trashing, and creating books in the hopes of eventually uncovering exactly how she’s going to save the world from its looming doom of idiocy.
Despite her commitment to bitter honesty in the realm of bad writing, she’s a very nice person really. For example, she’ll turn your recollections of joyous experience into artist books over at The Museum of Joy, where she houses her exploration and celebration of the emotional, psychological, cultural, and spiritual phenomenon we call joy.
Heather has been blogging about books since January 2011. Aside from reading, Heather’s passions are dancing, listening to music, and watching college basketball (go, ‘Cuse!). She’s a bit of a political junkie, she loves nature from a distance, and she has an on-again/off-again love affair with tech gadgets. She grew up in a book-loving family in the Finger Lakes region of New York, was lucky enough to marry into another book-loving family, and currently lives in Central Pennsylvania with her husband, two kids, and two cats. Heather blogs about books at Between the Covers, and you can follower her on Twitter @Between_Covers.
Meghan taught herself to read Dr. Seuss books somewhere around the age of three. Shel Silverstein was the first love of her literary life, but her fate as a book geek was sealed forever when her dad introduced her to Watership Down and The Lord of the Rings. She went away to college and majored in English, and nobody teased her about it because anyone who knew her couldn’t imagine her doing anything else.
Meghan works in publishing in Chicago and has an enormous black cat named Holden Caulfield. She loves cheese, craft beer, and the Oxford comma. She commits acts of bloggery at The Upstairs Window and is learning how to use the Twitter (@socomeslove). She also wants to be your friend on Goodreads, so feel free to check out her shelf.
Samantha learned to read by listening to books on tape and turning the page when she heard the “zing!” In childhood, she’d resort to reading the cereal box if told to stop reading while she ate, and is still hopelessly direction challenged because she always had her nose in a book while riding in the car. She reread things too much as a child and is now in constant search of new books, obsessively adding to her to-be-read list faster than she can read them.
Samantha blogs about photography, life, books, and other random things at sowenswrites.com, works on novels, plays World of Warcraft, and works on becoming a food, wine, and coffee connoisseur. You can follow her on Twitter at @sowensphoto.
Like many of you, Nikki started reading before she could remember and hasn’t really stopped. She perfected the art of walking and reading at the age of eight and mastered the “don’t talk to me, can’t you see I’m reading?” look by twelve. She used to read the last page of every book first, but realized that was a bit of treachery to herself and gave it up (though she still totally dogears the pages).
After she found books, Nikki found wine, but then realized that getting the two together was onto something. Because of that, she started BookPairing.com, a place where books and wine can mingle a bit more cozily. If so inclined, you can also find some bookish musings (and dog photos) on Twitter @nnsteele, a smattering of 4-star reviews (3 or lower normally get DNFd) at GoodReads, and kitchen funzies over atFoodRiot.
Satan (you can also call her Mel) learned to read before kindergarten, and thus spent many years bored in school and paying absolutely no attention, instead choosing to read novels throughout most of her classes. this definitely resulted in her books being confiscated during math class. she was properly indignant.
Satan’s voracious reading habit (if left to her own devices she can average a novel a day) has also resulted in a massive collection of books that she dignifies with the word library, but let’s be honest, she’ll probably wind up being found dead among them one day, hoarder-style.
Satan also has a blog, Satan Goes to Sing Sing. it’s a humor blog. you will probably want to get right on that. whenever she gets to it, it’s pretty fucking funny. or if you feel like some realtime Satan, she’s always lurking on twitter @SatanInSingSing. always lurking.
When Sarah was growing up (figuratively speaking since she only ever barely reached 4’10”), “quality family time” meant everyone sitting in the living room, silently reading a different book. This was totally fine with her and is still pretty much her definition of an excellent day. In middle school she became a library helper during lunchtime just so she could learn the override codes that would let her check out as many books as she wanted (and also avoid the cafeteria). She secretly still feels like that tiny kid who just wanted to read all the time, but if shehas to be a grown up (and seriously, whose idea was that?), she’s found the perfect job working as a Youth Librarian in the Chicago Suburbs. She surprised exactly no one when she embarked on this career and contentedly spends her days surrounded by kids and books. She still regularly overrides the checkout limits on her library account.
Sarah blogs about books, libraries, and all things feminist and queer at Lezbrarian.wordpress.com. When not reading or writing she can be found hanging out with her cat and drinking coffee. Or wine. Or whiskey. You can follow her on Tumblr , Twitter ( @Lez_brarian ), and Goodreads if, you know, you feel like it.
Kelsey is a writing fanatic. She began her writing career at fifteen with Buffy: The Vampire Slayer fanfiction (she’s not ashamed!), and she hasn’t stopped since. Only now she mainly tries to stick with her own characters, plus posts on the blog she co-authors, New Girls in the Pub (where she still sometimes talks about Buffy and Co.). She earned a degree in print journalism with a minor in English, and she plans to go back for more sometime soon.
Kelsey spent most of her formative years in private schools and rode horses in her free time, but she promises she’s not a snob. Well, mostly. She does have good taste in literature, and she likes to talk about her good taste. Often. But in a fun way. When she’s not working as an editorial assistant for an independent book editor, she’s behind the counter at a little independent coffee shop in Florida. In her spare time, she writes articles and blogs and social media posts and fiction and poetry—so really she doesn’t have any spare time. But she likes it this way, honestly.