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beyond the barricade
Meredith, 21. Nerd, aspiring writer, college student, and procrastinator extraordinaire.

aimmyarrowshigh:

Basically, the thing is, YA writers, if you want to have your love interest be the Bad Boy, that’s fine.  But Bad Boys are the guy smoking in the bathroom, not the guy putting his cigarettes out on your protagonist’s skin.

And then talking real pretty about it so it’s okay!

It’s not okay.

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yaflash:

This year’s Printz Winner (In Darkness) and the four Printz Honor books. People who whine about “no good YA” and “all YA being paranormal romance with drippy heroines:” here. Read these.

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awww yay guys i can already tell i’m going to LOVE my adolscent literature class! i’m reading the first article and it’s all about taking the genre seriously and how important it is which IS SO GREAT

except i do not want to write a literacy narrative. i’m an english major for god’s sakes how many different ways do you want me to say that I REALLY LIKE READING

Mama, Mama, put me to bed
I won’t make it home, I’m already half-dead.
I met an Invalid, and fell for his art
He showed me his smile, and went straight for my heart.

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But the point, the point, is that whenever I hear someone talking about how it’s wrong to have sex and sexiness in YA novels, what I actually hear is this:

I’m terrified that the first fictional sex a teenage girl encounters might leave her feeling good about herself. I’m terrified that fictional sex might actually make teenage girls think sex can be fun and good, that reading about girls who say no and boys who listen when they say it might give them the confidence to say no, too – or worse still, to realise that boys who don’t listen to ‘no’ aren’t worth it. I’m terrified that YA novels might teach teenage girls the distinction between assault and consensual sex, and give them the courage to speak out about the former while actively seeking the latter. I’m terrified that teenage girls might think seriously about the circumstances under which they might say yes to sex; that they might think about contraception before they need it, and touch themselves in bed at night while fantasising about generous, interesting, beautiful lovers who treat them with consideration and respect. I’m terrified of a generation of teenage girls who aren’t shy or squeamish about asking for cunnilingus when they want it, or about loving more than one person at once, and who don’t feel shame about their arousal. I’m terrified that teenage girls might take control of their sexuality and, in so doing, take that control of them and their bodies away from me.

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aimmyarrowshigh:

fishingboatproceeds:

Time Magazine just named The Fault in Our Stars the best novel of 2012—ahead of (Booker Award winner) Bringing Up the Bones, ahead of J. K. Rowling and Zadie Smith and Junot Diaz.

Unbelievable. I am astonished and grateful and I have a strong desire to curse with joy, but I won’t, because this is tumblr, where no one uses foul language.

readingforfun:

Me and Earl and the Dying Girl by Jesse Andrews
Portion of Goodreads.com summary:

Up until senior year, Greg has maintained total social invisibility. He only has one friend, Earl, and together they spend their time—when not playing video games and avoiding Earl’s terrifying brothers— making movies, their own versions of Coppola and Herzog cult classics. Greg would be the first one to tell you his movies are f*@$ing terrible, but he and Earl don’t make them for other people. Until Rachel.

This book has not only one of the more interesting titles of 2012, but also one of the most enticing covers.  I was instantly drawn to it for these reasons and was looking forward to a story with the same sort of spunk.
Greg is definitely a one of a kind narrator.  He is extraordinarily candid and honest with the reader.  He is the first to admit that that he is a bad writer and that this book will probably be awful.  Despite this, Greg’s personality and unique writing style are the main reasons why this book is enjoyable.  
Greg narrates the story in a variety of ways including regular prose, lists, and screenplay format.  By doing this, Andrews (and Greg) is able to effectively get his point across without including copious amounts of unnecessary detail.
Greg is a likable narrator and Earl is quite the interesting sidekick, however besides the creative format, there was nothing that I loved about this book.  It’s a pretty good story and a quick read, but I didn’t really take anything away from it.
Pretty much from the beginning you realize that this book is supposed to be the antithesis of other YA books that feature kids with cancer.  Nobody has any earth shattering revelations about the meaning of life, there are no poetic monologues, etc.
Although I agree that some books get a little cheesy/cliche in that way, I also think that some of the unrealistic-ness of those types of books are what make them good fiction.  What we read in books shouldn’t be and usually isn’t something that would normally happen in real life.  So while I appreciated Andrews’ approach to the story, I’m not sure it necessarily made it “better” than other kinds of YA novels.
Rating: ★★★ (out of 5)
Read If You Like: The Fault In Our Stars by John Green, It’s Kind of A Funny Story by Ned Vizzini, Filmmaking 

readingforfun:

Me and Earl and the Dying Girl by Jesse Andrews

Portion of Goodreads.com summary:

Up until senior year, Greg has maintained total social invisibility. He only has one friend, Earl, and together they spend their time—when not playing video games and avoiding Earl’s terrifying brothers— making movies, their own versions of Coppola and Herzog cult classics. Greg would be the first one to tell you his movies are f*@$ing terrible, but he and Earl don’t make them for other people. Until Rachel.

This book has not only one of the more interesting titles of 2012, but also one of the most enticing covers.  I was instantly drawn to it for these reasons and was looking forward to a story with the same sort of spunk.

Greg is definitely a one of a kind narrator.  He is extraordinarily candid and honest with the reader.  He is the first to admit that that he is a bad writer and that this book will probably be awful.  Despite this, Greg’s personality and unique writing style are the main reasons why this book is enjoyable.  

Greg narrates the story in a variety of ways including regular prose, lists, and screenplay format.  By doing this, Andrews (and Greg) is able to effectively get his point across without including copious amounts of unnecessary detail.

Greg is a likable narrator and Earl is quite the interesting sidekick, however besides the creative format, there was nothing that I loved about this book.  It’s a pretty good story and a quick read, but I didn’t really take anything away from it.

Pretty much from the beginning you realize that this book is supposed to be the antithesis of other YA books that feature kids with cancer.  Nobody has any earth shattering revelations about the meaning of life, there are no poetic monologues, etc.

Although I agree that some books get a little cheesy/cliche in that way, I also think that some of the unrealistic-ness of those types of books are what make them good fiction.  What we read in books shouldn’t be and usually isn’t something that would normally happen in real life.  So while I appreciated Andrews’ approach to the story, I’m not sure it necessarily made it “better” than other kinds of YA novels.

Rating: ★★★ (out of 5)

Read If You Like: The Fault In Our Stars by John Green, It’s Kind of A Funny Story by Ned Vizzini, Filmmaking 

irasciblyadorable:

Chris Colfer introduces John Green at the BEA breakfast (and then John talks about fanfiction)

"The boy I loved didn’t know I existed. Then again, he was obsessed with Camus, so he didn’t know if any of us existed."
David Levithan  (via starksandrecreation)
girlwithapumpkintattoo:


But then I wanted more time so we could fall in love. I got my wish, I suppose. I left my scar. […] What else? She is so beautiful. You don’t get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she is smarter than you: You know she is. She is funny without ever being mean. I love her. I am so lucky to love her, Van Houten. You don’t get to choose if you get hurt in this world, old man, but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices. I hope she likes hers. 

— The Fault In Our Stars

girlwithapumpkintattoo:

But then I wanted more time so we could fall in love. I got my wish, I suppose. I left my scar. […] What else? She is so beautiful. You don’t get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she is smarter than you: You know she is. She is funny without ever being mean. I love her. I am so lucky to love her, Van Houten. You don’t get to choose if you get hurt in this world, old man, but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices. I hope she likes hers.

The Fault In Our Stars

top five ships | quentin “q” jacobsen/margo roth spiegelman (paper towns)you can’t divorce margo the person from margo the body. you can’t see one without seeing the other. you looked at margo’s eyes and you saw both their blueness and their margo-ness. in the end, you could not say margo roth spiegelman was fat, or that she was skinny, any more  than you can say that the eiffel tower is or is not lonely. margo’s beauty was a kind of sealed vessel of perfection - uncracked and uncrackable.

top five ships | quentin “q” jacobsen/margo roth spiegelman (paper towns)
you can’t divorce margo the person from margo the body. you can’t see one without seeing the other. you looked at margo’s eyes and you saw both their blueness and their margo-ness. in the end, you could not say margo roth spiegelman was fat, or that she was skinny, any more  than you can say that the eiffel tower is or is not lonely. margo’s beauty was a kind of sealed vessel of perfection - uncracked and uncrackable.