In the last few years, I’ve found myself more and more drawn into Young Adult (YA) novels. I got started because I was buying books for The Daughter, and wanted to read them to make sure they were appropriate. That led to me wanting to read them because…well, because I wanted to read them.
I think it started with Rachel Vincent and her Before I Wake Series. There was also Gena Showalter’s Intertwined, Julie Kagawa’s Iron Fey, Cassandra Clare’s The Mortal Instruments, Suzanne Collins’ Hunger Games (of course), and my latest find, Maureen McGowan’s The Dust Chronicles.
Quick note here, I thought Deviants (#1 in The Dust Chronicles) was amazing. So much so, that although I promised myself no more books until some of the existing supply was read, I had to buy Compliance (#2) this week when it came out. (I might have mentioned this in a previous post, but willpower is NOT one of my strongest characteristics.)
Why YA? I’m not sure.
Maybe because I turn 48 this week, and when I look in the mirror I see my grandma’s arms and some old woman’s knees. (Surely, they aren’t mine.) Maybe because I’m tired of what other authors tell me my sex-life is supposed to be like. (No, I have not read Fifty Shades.) Maybe because when I hear my fifteen year old daughter complain about school and boys, I would openly welcome a life where those were my biggest issues.
Or…maybe it’s just because there are some pretty awesome writers out there who write YA, and I enjoy a good book!