author meltdown, I could also be remembered for the wrong reasons.
On the other hand, I'm consistent, and I don't pick on anyone. I try to post fair and accurate assessments of a book, so that people who like those kinds of things know to alter my rating depending on their own preferences. I'm biased, but at least I'm transparent about my biases.
Also, it seems like an awful lot of people stumble across my blog because of the reviews. I like people reading what I wrote, so that's the biggest reason why I'm unlikely to stop writing reviews. Should I pick up a writing contract and a publisher and/or agent says to knock it off, I'll probably change my mind.
I follow a lot of authors wherever they've made themselves easy to follow, though, and very few of them post book reviews. They rarely shy away from expressing other negative views in public, but I can imagine that disagreeing with another author, indirectly and without identifying them, is a far cry from having posted that one didn't enjoy the latest publication. It's this bit of evidence that had me most questioning my decision to post reviews.
In the end, though, the fact that Goodreads will duplicate my reviews onto my blog for general consumption is the whole reason I have this blog in the first place. That I'm tacking on my ramblings about writing and craft and grammar and whatnot is because I felt like there should be something else. Writing out the reviews in a way that'll make them palatable on my blog has me thinking more deeply about what I'm reading, though, and more strongly identifying what I like, what I didn't, and why it worked (or didn't). It has me reading as a writer, or at least better able to articulate my preferences and what I notice about craft in my reviews. I've read back through my old reviews, and my latest reviews are a lot more coherent, and I write them faster than I used to.
Beginning writers nowadays are often given the advice to start a blog, in order to build a brand. I don't think my blog is quite what they'd advise. It's helping me, nonetheless, though probably not in the way they mean.