It's always depressing when you move from one stage of your life to the next because that change means some things have to go. It's a mourning process, and it's not something you have control over. Well, you do, if you can handle being a big fish in a small pond, forever frustrated by the immaturity of those surrounding you, but most people can't handle that. I can not handle it.
I've said all of that to say that I've officially outgrown young adult books. They're all the cliched and the writing sometimes makes me want to puke. Occasionally, I will find a good book, but looking for one is like finding a needle in a haystack. Sometimes there are false needles that seem great, but when you delve deeper into it's depths you discover it's just like the others.
I've lost faith in books, and I've discovered that the only way to revive my passion is to move away from the kiddie section. Deep down, I know that I'll miss the cliched vampire books, the rich kids, and the people who are my age. But I know that something bigger and better waits for me on the other side of the library. I just hope I'm ready, and I hope that the new authors are ready for me.
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