Welcome to The Bibliologist! If you’re reading this, you’re probably new, lost, or an insanely talented navigator, because you’re in the right place! Take a moment to imagine someone nice waving at you, because I totally am, and I want you to acknowledge me because I can’t deal with rejection.

The Bibliologist rose from the ashes in the spring of 2016 after a series of unfortunate names and even more unfortunate posts. I’ve struggled to find my tone, but I think it’s screaming, and that’s more of a problem for you than me because I’m already deaf. (What was that?)

I mainly scream over the books I’ve already read, but sometimes I scream over the ones I haven’t read, too, just to prove that I can. My reviews are very unprofessional because college taught me nothing. (I’m kidding, but more on that later.)

I’ve loved to read as long as I can remember, and that passion has only grown over the years. It is my aim to share nothing but the best with you, so I’ll be highlighting my favorite literature as well as reviewing it with a critical eye. It’s important to me to acknowledge the failings in books as well as the strengths—in books I love as well as those I don’t easily appreciate. My rating system is a little fluid, but generally I stick to these guidelines.

I love to laugh, and I can be a silly reviewer, but I hope to strike meaningful, positive conversations with you in addition to that, and I’m counting on you to strike that in me, as well. It took me a long time to realize that literature was more than just words on a page, a story, or both; good books really do mean something (I’m surprised that it took a college class to teach me that, but it did). And while entertainment is a good thing in moderation, I truly believe that the best books inspire us to see the world in a different way, help us understand and respond to people different than us, and encourage us to discuss new ideas. Those books are the ones I plan on sharing here.

On a less philosophical note, I’m trying to read through all the unread books on my shelves, and I’ve started this book club to do it, if you’re interested in joining me! If you do, you’ll discover how many unread classics I own and how slow I read and it’ll embarrass me and it’ll embarrass you BUT WHATEVER RIGHT I HAVEN’T BOUGHT A BOOK IN A MONTH AND I’M PROUD OF IT.

Finally, from so little sleeping and so much reading, his brain dried up and he went completely out of his mind.


If we haven’t met before, hello! My name’s Marie. I’m a third-year business student with an irrational love of Microsoft Office, Frédéric Chopin, and the color black, so that should tell you just how exciting I really am. I’m obsessed with anti-heroes and redemptive character arcs, but if there’s a trend there I refuse to see it.

I am working towards a minor in English because I’m too much of a coward to major in it, which has instilled in me a love of Victorian literature. My favorite books are usually set in Victorian England, but if I had to choose between Charles Dickens and Elizabeth Gaskell, I wouldn’t.

However, I firmly believe that Mr. Knightley is better than Mr. Darcy, Mr. Tilney is underrated, and Mr. Thornton undeservedly obscure. If you want to argue don’t waste your time.

I stick to the blog for the most part, but I also use Twitter to post reading updates, Pinterest to gather inspiration, and Instagram to foster community. You can find my Goodreads page here, although looking at all the books I haven’t read daunts me sometimes. Frankly I have no idea how to use Tumblr, but I have one just in case, because why not.