Let me count the ways.
|Do you see the young woman or the crone?|
I'm old, but I'm not THAT old.
- I haven't been a young adult by conventional standards (under 30) for about a decade or by librarian standards (12 - 18 years of age) for two decades.
- When I did fit the librarian definition of "young adult," I wasn't interested in reading about teenagers.
- I abhor some of the seminal books in YA literature (Great Expectations, Catcher in the Rye).
- I detest all things Twilight.
- I repeat myself, but I really hated Twilight.
And, yet, here I am.
Why, then, am I reviewing these books?
|See? Dreamy, indeed.|
(Look how young they all are!)
- To continue to steal from Elizabeth Barrett Browning, I love reading to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach. I believe good literature written for young adults and independent readers (9 - 12 years of age, according to librarians) is still good literature when read by adults.
- There were some books written about teenagers that I enjoyed when I was a teenager. The Outsiders was dreamy.
- For every Great Expectations and Catcher in the Rye, there's a book like A Tree Grows in Brooklyn or The Bluest Eye that I adore.
- I think it's important that people know there's more to YA literature than Twilight.
- Scratch that. I think it's IMPERATIVE that people know there's more to YA lit than Twilight.
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