I was looking at the blogs of some of my friends and family and realized that there is something missing from my blog. My sister Jenn clearly loves to scrapbook and craft, my mother is into family history, Melissa keeps us updated on what she has seen and read and what she loved about them, and Angela has a countdown to Breaking Dawn (that came out today by the way). I know that I talk about our trips and the baby and my school adventures that recently ended, but why don’t I have anything up about my favorite pastime;
reading?I admit that until this week I have not had much time to read this summer, but when I have time I am reading 4 books a week. I have nothing about the
Twilight series even though the new book was just released (I dreamed about it two nights ago because I am so excited), there is no Harry Potter flair, there is nothing about the joy that I find in Young Adult Literature or the value of reading fantasy books. What have I been blogging about if not my favorite thing? Okay, Joe and my family are my FAVORITE things, but you know what I mean.
Reading is my one real hobby and I have very little posted about it.
I want to change this nasty habit of mine and start sharing more. So let me start with telling you that
I LOVE Young Adult fantasy books. I love that they are generally cleaner than adult books, faster paced, highly creative, and take me out of my reality. I love that they address modern and current social issues even though they use fairies and goblins instead of spoiled rich kids and dirty politicians. I admire authors who can so completely create a world outside of this one. Worlds that are so complete characters, laws, rules, plants, animals, games, geography, and so on that you start to believe that they have actually been there. I love it when a book makes me want to be better, travel somewhere new, try a new hobby (like sword fighting), or believe for a few seconds that some candy can really make you fly.
Now for what breaks my heart. It kills me when people refuse to read YA literature simply because it was designed for a generation younger than theirs. Have we nothing to learn from heroes and characters younger than us? Do we really think that we caught everything there was to learn the first time around? Are there no experiences or feelings that you want to recapture or relive that came from that time in your life? How arrogant of anyone to assume that there is nothing to learn, nothing of value, or nothing worthwhile in a book simply because its primary focus is teenagers.
In order to promote literacy in general and Young Adult Literature specifically, here are a few of the authors I love:
Anne Brashares (
The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants; way better than the movie)
Eoin Colfer (
Artemis Fowl Series; the main character is actually the villain-genius!)
John Flannagan (
The Ranger’s Apprentice; great reading for boys, very like LOTR but easier to read)
Cornelia Funke (
Inkheart, Dragon Rider, and
The Thief Lord are all great!)
Patricia Reilly Giff (GREAT reality based stories that deal with broken families, adoption, death, and the friendships and families we create)
Cynthia Kadohata (Historical Fiction that deals with Japanese Americans)
Stephenie Meyer (Duh.)
Brandon Mull (
Fablehaven and
The Candy Shop War)
Tamora Pierce (Love her stuff for empowering girls, fantasy based stuff in medieval type setting; Protector of the Small Series is GREAT)
Rick Riordan (
Percy Jackson and the Olympians; deals with ADHD, learning disorders, and Greek legend)
J.K. Rowling (Need I say more here?)
There are so many more, but I thought that I could start here.
Feel free to respond with anything within the YA world that you have loved that I have not mentioned.