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Well, Goodreads has managed to foil me again.
When I first said goodbye to the literary social networking site, I thought it was goodbye FOREVER. I clicked that “delete my account” button with delirious ecstasy, anticipating a future free of the pressure I’d come to associate with reviewing and rating books.
“NEVER AGAIN!” I cried while fist-pumping the air. “Never again will I leave an embellished review or an inflated rating just because I felt obligated to! Never again will I rate or review books AT ALL!”
And that part, at least, I’ve held constant.
It was the account deleting that turned out to be tricky. Here’s why.
When you create an author account, as I had, you cannot just delete it. Or rather, you CAN, but you better not, because get this: anyone can claim your author account.
All I had to do to reclaim my author account was click something next to The Clearing that said, “I am the author of this book,” or something along those lines. And then I might have had to send Goodreads a message saying I was the author.
And then they approved me.
There were no security measures at all. Which means that ANYONE who read my post about leaving Goodreads could simply create an account in my name, claim my author account, and masquerade as ME.
Not that anyone would…
…but what if they did?
Now, it’s possible they did something I wasn’t aware of. Maybe they have some kind of hidden security measure so that Joe Shmoe would not be able to pretend he was Anne Riley. But if there was anything like that, I sure didn’t see it.
And so it is that I find myself once again a slave to Goodreads. Not only do they refuse to delete MY book that I posted on their site myself, and not only do they allow people to rate and review books that are not even available in ARC form, they also refuse to take measures that would allow me to safely abandon my account.
Sadly, when I contacted them about all this, they weren’t willing to do anything about any of it.
What’s really upsetting to me is that I LOVE the idea of Goodreads. I think a social networking site devoted solely to book lovers is a FABULOUS idea.
I just wish they would listen when people suggest ways to make it better. Instead, their response is, “Oh well, that’s just not the way things are.”
Why not? Things can always change. Look at Facebook, for crying out loud. Something changes there almost weekly. I’m not saying that’s a good or bad thing, but they sure do make it look easy.
Anyway, since I am obligated to be on the site, I decided to at least try to make it useful. I’m compiling a list of TBR books and also keeping track of books I’ve read–but I’m NOT rating or reviewing. NEVER AGAIN.
So if you’d like to friend me and check out my lack of book ratings, you can find my account here.
Good grief. Good heavens. Goodreads.