It has been a contemplative morning. After finishing reading and reviewing Falling Into Place, (click for review) by Amy Zhang, I am definitely pondering choices we make.
Not only the choices made by the characters in this book, but choices I have recently made in selecting my reading material.
For years, I have preferred my usual genres of mysteries (including psychological thrillers); contemporary adult fiction; and the occasional memoir.
YA books were the furthest books from my mind. Who needs all that adolescent drama, was my thinking. And also, I thought I had had enough of that while dealing with real-life teenagers in my work (social work) for years.
But lately that has apparently been changing. Out of 14 books read so far this month, 4 of them were YA books.
Is this an accident, or am I purposely picking books that I notice around the blogosphere and wondering if there is more to them than teen drama? Is there something in them to which I can connect?
The ones I have chosen are not the stereotypical ones I have scorned…okay, maybe “scorned” is the wrong description. But I don’t want to read about annoying characters, unless there is something more to them than the obvious surface details.
The Amazon Vine program is a great place to find books that I don’t normally read…and a relatively risk-free way to add them to my stacks.
Meanwhile, I will still prefer books about adults….but occasionally, I will be drawn to the YA books that seem palatable to me.
With a minimal amount of melodrama, please!
Do you find your reading choices changing over the years? What, if anything, leads to these changes?