Monday, November 10, 2008
I'm a 10 Year Old Girl
There are things I'm not proud of in my life. One of those things is my penchant for, ah, young adult fiction...the type of fiction you're supposed to grow out of. Not me. Judy Blume is more than a phase for me. I can still get caught up in the drama high school angst. This summer, in order to "prepare" for interviews with the "Gossip Girl" cast at a Paley Center event, I purchased the first two books in the Gossip Girl series by Cecily von Ziegesar. I think I made it through half of one book prior to my interviews. After the interviews, I had no plausible justification to continue reading them. Actually, the plausible explanation would have been that I might as well read the books since I now owned them. But there was definitely no need to go on to read the next seven books in the series. But I couldn't help it.
After that, someone leant me the Vampire book "Twilight". Read it. Quickly. Then I read the following three books in the "Twilight" series, which is now a major motion picture. Again, I couldn't help it.
I have a friend with a similar addiction. She gave me four books in the "Uglies" series by Scott Westerfeld. I was really pleased with myself that I couldn't get into the first book. At first. But I would try and read it whenever I needed to procrastinate and it ultimately sucked me in sucked me in with its cool sci fi factor. I thought it was just a book about ugly people wanting plastic surgery. It's so much more! I don't know how much more, as I'm only on book two, "Pretties".
So this weekend I decide to volunteer at a writing workshop led by writer Wendy West. She's written for name-brand crime dramas on the TV and was going to teach young kids to write a detective story. And since I was curious what it took to write a good detective story, I decided to volunteer and "help the children". I actually enjoy working with kids because I haven't really grown up myself and it doesn't feel foreign. Anyway, I ended up helping young Alex create a detective character who happened to be a Vampire with marble-hard skin and who saw crimes in "visions". This was all terribly familiar to me because Alex, like me, had read all the books in the "Twilight" series.
She was probably on a vampire kick. Like me. The only difference is that her teen vampire obsession is age-appropriate.
I am coming to terms with it. I love young adult literature. It can be vampiric or wizard-y or AreyouthereGodit'smemargaret-y. I will read it and I will love it. Because, deep down, I will always be a 10-year-old girl.