An at-home convention for bloggers
who can't attend BEA in NYC.
Blogging about blogging
If it wasn't already apparent, I blog about YA literature. You know - faeries, vampires, mythological beings, angels, ghosts, werewolves, pirates... and normal teens, struggling to talk to their crushes and dealing with totally annoying parents. It's a coming-of-age (and coming-of-species?) genre. And it takes a lot of flack. But I read it anyway. I'm the twenty-something perusing the shelves beside the tweens and teens.
I read it because it's what I know and what I can relate to. I may not get captured by faeries or seduced by vampires, but I can empathize with the school, dating, and parental issues in a general manner. I've been twelve, thirteen...seventeen, eighteen. So I get it more than I do if I'm reading about a forty-year-old. I know that's no excuse, and I do read adult literature occasionally, but I'm most comfortable reading within YA.
There's something about that first kiss and prom and learning to drive and hating school and self discovery that pulls me in and keeps me there. It's like each story is refreshing, no matter the consequences or danger present (for example, Speak). I like the feeling of thinking your life is over one day and then coming out on top the next. It's simple but it works.