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The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS June 4/16

 

Today’s prompt is Book.

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When i read the word book i can’t help it , I smiled. I’m a book collector. I love to read. However , i binge read. Due to real life , i haven’t had the luxury to read the way  i like to. It’s not enough for me to read a few pages before i take the dog out or read a few chapters while commuting.

That’s a tease.

I like to read chucks at a time. I don’t HAVE to read a book in one sitting.  Part of the reading experience for me is being lost to the world created. I’m not turning pages. I’m ducking behind bushes with the main character or driving behind the wheel of the car. I get lost within the binds of the books. I don’t just read about the world,  i escape and live there.  For me, that’s reading.

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To be able to read my way, i have to read more than a few pages at a time. I have to be lulled into a rhythm and the real world fades and dissipates and life no longer is nagging in my ear. I escape.

I enjoy experiencing a book this way. People ask how you can read a crappy book. This is how. Once I’m thrust into world, i see it through.
Reading is my ultimate passion. Books are my most treasured possessions. To me , books are the gatekeepers to other worlds.

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Collection.
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Oh boy. The prompt for today is “collection”. This is in participation of Just Jot It Jan. Please visit Linda’s Blog to join in anytime. http://lindaghill.com/2016/01/17/just-jot-it-january-17th-collection/

Confession, I’m a bit of a hoarder. I collect all kind of things. My big spender: books. I hoard collect books.

How many books do I own?

Welllll

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This is one shelf. Just one. There is the front rows, and there are even more rows in the back. This shelf alone has about 100 books.

Oh Yeah, the hubby is a collector as well. He collects action figures, car models, comic books, football cards and video games.
So this was our attempted his/her shelving.  One shelf to display his favorite action figures, and one shelf for my books.

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Then, I have a TV stand and the bottom of the stand is home to about 75 books. Cheat code activated here, I buy volumes or omnibus. So if you want to be technical, I have more than one book in one physical book. Sometimes, the hubby and I agree we can buy one thing each, he’ll get an action figure and I’ll get a book. Well,  I’ll cheat and buy a volume and get three or four books in one. I’m not ashamed. It’s  a loophole in our compromise.   I use the TV stand shelves to hold these bigger books that are volumes or omnibus’.

Then, I took over my dad’s entertainment center in the living room. These hold series that are my favorite or in great condition or series I own the complete set. I would guesstimate about 100-150 books in this location.

Then, I have books in my closet. On the floor of the closet , sorted into stacks of read and  unread. I haven’t counted in awhile but i would guesstimate about 200 books.

I do own a Kindle. Actually, I have two. Let’s not even venture to how many books I have electronically. books, reading, book, read , imagination, love

I still have ever single book from college as well, from literature to textbook. I easily have 100 books from college because I was a nerd and got everything on the reading list. Having a book voucher also helped with that.

And i did donate close to 200 books to the library two( three?) summers ago.  So that cleared out a lot of books.  This was during an angry cleaning spree binge. I acted fast so didn’t have time to think too much . I bagged up a few bags of books and my uncle dropped it off at the library the same day. I think i would dragged the bags back to my closet the next day after my angry cleaning spree. But, the books were already in a new home.

So, i think i can positively say I collect books.

I would have much more if i had the space. I’m simply out of space. I stopped buying hard copies unless it’s to a series I currently own and am staying up to date with.  I just have no where to put any more books.

I prefer reading with hard copies/ paperbacks. I love to read from printed books. I just feel I have to own everything I read. I love having the option of re-reading.  Sometimes, i back track when reading. It’s so much easier to just turn pages to where I want to back track too. And when I’m reading in a frenzy, there’s the extra oomph of furiously turning the pages.

My price possession is having a complete series ( and all in the same format/original artwork!).

books, book, read, reading , imagination, wonder, love I’m a bit obsessed i know.

But, atlas, I have to wave the white flag. I simply have no where to keep hoarding collecting my precious books. So, I’ve been buying mostly kindle books.

Truth be told, I have been having a rough time keeping up with reading. Two years in a row I failed my attempted reading challenge, 100 books.  The first year, I was pretty close at 80 something. Last year, I was no where close about 40 books. This year, I again signed up for the same challenge, I have three books down so far but  i feel i usually would be close to 6 or 7.  The year is young, so we’ll see how my reading challenge goes this year.

So,  yes. I collect. I collected many things over the years. But, books is the only thing that remain ever growing.

 

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Oops, I disappeared again.

I have been peeking in and out of WordPress browsing through my reader, but I’m terribly behind on everyone’s posts.

I hope everyone has been well.

It’s back to school season so I’ve been busy at work. I have been getting extra hours which is nice but I’m not really seeing any of the extra money. I’m finally buying things I needed like new work clothes /work pants. Next paycheck I’m aiming for a new phone. I have had my phone for over five years and it doesn’t even make regular phones calls. I have a family plan with my mother and she does not want to extend the contract so I have been stuck with my phone for years. So, I’m planning on finally getting my own contract and upgrade my phone. It’s taking me so long to do this because I have had my phone number since I was 14. True, i don’t call/text that many people but I’m attached to my phone number. Going to the a new carrier that i can afford to pay on my own and they don’t buy out numbers. So I will have to get a new number all together. But, it’s time. So my next pay check hopefully i get that out of the way.

Otherwise, life has been the same. Same stuff, different day. I have been spending time with the hubby when not at work. Football season is upon us so we decided to compromise and spend as much time doing things together before football takes over. SO i haven’t been on the computer much or reading much. But, that’s okay. Working extra has been tiring and it’s great to come home and spend quality time with my boo.

And can i just say True Blood is almost over?!! What!!! I was okay when the book series was over because I had the show to fall back on. But now, with the series coming to an end too, I just don’t know what to do with myself! It’s Harry Potter all over again.  I’ve been a fan of the books for years and have followed the TV series since it began and now … sigh. I guess I’ll just have to be “true to the end” .

 

I’ve been feeling a bit detached lately. I decided it was time to unplug for a little while. You’ve all read about the craziness at work with inventory and if you have not you can do so here.

Work is still tiresome and I was starting to bore with my TV shows. It doesn’t help it was the season finale of Walk Dead last week. Whatever am I to do with my Sunday nights?!

True to my commitment  ( B4Peace motto to live by for this year) though, I have been coming on WordPress everyday and silently reading your blogs. I drop a comment here and there but I’m one of those I don’t like pressing “like” unless I’m leaving a lengthy comment so sometimes i may or may not “like” your post.  But, I’m there stalking your blogs in the darkness of cyberspace.

So, what have I been doing with my time?

Well, you all know I have challenged myself and joined in the Goodreads Challenge to read 100 books this year. Last year, I part took but fell short.  As I type this, I have read 31 books which Goodreads tells me is five books ahead of schedule.

So, when I decided I needed to unplug from the computer and TV, I tried to read.

If you didn’t know, my genre of reading is Paranormal/fantasy/sci-fi.  Well folks, I had to put a ban on myself from buying books until I put a dent into the book I have already bought and yet to read. And it worked. Until last week.

I hit that wall. I was sci-fied out. I started about half a dozen books, reading a chapter of each. And I just wasn’t connecting. So i sat on goodreads and was just randomly searching and one book kept popping up into the recommendations.

Reaper’s Property it was called.

Now, I’m a HUGE Son’s of Anarchy fan. I watched it before it was popular, since it first aired. Every week the hubby and I would sit down and watch it together. It was OUR show.

My man. The first time he worked on a car after surgery and treatment( this was while on a break from treatment)

My man. The first time he worked on a car after surgery and treatment( this was while on a break from treatment)

What you may or may not know… the hubby is a mechanic. Cars have been his thing since he was 5 years old. He grew up in PR in his grandfather’s garage. He’s at his happiest covered in grease.

He’s from the old school mindset and believes you should be able to build from bottom up any ride before you learn to ride it.

Naturally, he became interested in motorcycles. He started the research in going back to school to get certified  in motorcycle mechanics.  But then, as he was planning out his passions and dreams, he fell ill.

Now, that dream isn’t dead but it’s on hold. Point is, he lives out the desire of riding through shows like Sons but because he’s secretly a nerd he watches all kinds of documentaries about Biker MC’s.

And because I’m his lady, I watch them with him.

I have not known or have ever known a real life biker in the lifestyle. But, from documentaries and such I felt familiar with the lifestyle.

So, i never ever thought of picking up a biker book. I just knew I would hate it. It would not be real and nitty gritty and true to the hardcore ways and life of a biker MC.

But, then I saw the reviews for this book that kept popping up in my suggestions. It was bipolar to put it nicely.  Either people hated it, or loved it. And that’s what decided it for me. I’m a sucker for controversial reads. Before i even remembered I was on a book buying ban, I ordered the kindle book and had my kindle up and running.

I devoured the book. It was a work of fiction. It was rude and crude. At times it did read like a fan fiction. But the aspects of biker life was realistic and believable.  I didn’t put it down. And before I knew what I was doing I bought the second book. And then when i finished that series , the next Biker Book suggestion popped up and I bought that too. Then when that book was finished another series was recommended and I bought that too. I”m now on the third book of that series.

Here is a list of the time thieves books.


Reaper’s MC by Joanna Wylde

Book One: Reapers Property
Book Two: Reapers Legacy

Renegade Sons MC  by Dawn Martens
Book One: Renegade Lady

Undeniable by  Madeline Sheehan
Book One: Undeniable
Book Two: UnBeautifully
Book Three: Unattainable

So my lesson is not to judge a book by its content. I thought biker related books would be cheesy .   True some of these are more love and desire and sex  then the rough and gritty biker MC dealings. But, that’s the beauty of it. Even bad-ass bikers fall in love. The hopeless romantic in me has been practically purring this past week.

Disclaimer: If you are interested in reading these books please be aware these are mature books with many “taboo” themes that include, murder, infidelity, rape and endless cursing and sex. It’s not everyone’s cup of tea, but don’t let your preference judge a book for what it is, a story. It is good stories.

Edit: I added links to the Goodreads Pages for the books.

 

For as long as I can remember, my dad always played the lotto. Everyday he would go to the store “to play his numbers”. Has he ever won? Sure, a few hundred here and there throughout the years. Has he ever hit the jacket? No.

But I’ve lost count of the times he said, just like his father said, “My ship is coming soon!” and ” It’s the luck of the Irish, , my ship will land soon!”

I’m twenty-five years old now. This ship must have a male captain and is lost at sea too stubborn to ask for directions.

I have never won anything with the exception of a poetry contest when I was in high school, i came in 2nd place for a New York Civil Liberties Contest. I won 500 dollars. I was 17 years old. I opened up a savings account with that 500 dollars.  I had that 500 in savings until I canceled that account when I was 22 and the hubby got sick and we made a joint a bank account.

Sure, I’ve played the lotto. I was addicted to the scratch off tickets for a while. The most I ever won was 10 bucks.

I was addicted to publisher clearing house online for a while too, entering daily in ALL their contests. They never rang my door bell with a super size check and bouquet of flowers.

I’ve entered countless book sweepstakes and giveaways.

I’ve never won anything.  Guess my “Luck of the Irish” is dilated by the Guyanese half. Or my “ship” was the Titanic or something

I did actually win a 25 gift card  at work once. But this doesn’t really count. As an incentive to open up credit cards, they had a raffle each hour and gave away the gift card to one associate who opened a credit card for a customer within that hour. Now, let me explain, before I worked in Levi’s i used to open up a credit app for a customer daily. But, this was when we didn’t have THAT many coupons and so the only coupon available  was the 20% for opening  a new card. And I was primary a register person. I didn’t push cards, i just used that as my opener when a customer walked up to my register “Would you like to open up a credit card, and save 20%”. 95 % would say no or already have a card, but the other 5% would say yes.

Being in Levi’s I hardly ring. A few of my customers that ask to be rung up, i ring. Or when the neighboring quad has a line, i would line bust.  But i could easily go a whole day without ringing up a customer. And to top it off  the 20% off coupon doesn’t work on Levi’s. So there goes the selling pitch.

But that day, I happened to have a customer walk up to me and inquire about the card. So i opened up a credit card for her. I didn’t even know my store was having a raffle for opening cards that day. In fact, when they were looking for me I was outside smoking a cigarette on a break. Imagine that heart attack, wasn’t doing anything wrong, was on my 15 min break , but to having security bust outside yelling for me. Yeah, I thought I was being fired.

So sure, I won the gift card, but ,considering that was the first credit app I gotten in almost two months? I didn’t consider that a win per say.

Then two weeks ago, I received a package in the mail. I didn’t order anything. There was no return address. Insert paranoid horror scenes here.  I was curious, but scared to open it.

So i pawned it off on the hubby to open.

It was a book.

I won a free book from a Goodread’s giveaway.

I  had actually won something!!  Something I consciously entered,desired and wanted.  I was freaking psyched! I won and I couldn’t stop smiling for days.

And I told everybody.

Everyone would snicker at me when i say ” I won a book!”
But, I didn’t care. I was a winner. Which was a new concept to me. I happily read the book and reviewed it on goodreads ( which was an honest review it just happened to a be a good book I enjoyed).

I continued  entering giveaways on Goodreads, just for the hell of it. Even if I didn’t win, I didn’t mind having those books on my “to-read” list. It’s nice to have new material to look into when I run out of the “regular” stuff I read and follow.

But lo’ and behold I checked my email last night and I won again.

Not just one book.  But TWO!

Two Books!

I just won 3 books in under a month.

I’m a fucking winner ya’ll .

And it feels fabulous.

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Well, my Christmas present to myself was books. Then the hubby’s present was more books.

If you’ve been following my blog for some time you all know last year I made a good reads account and joined a challenge, to read a 100 books for the year. Well, the tally was 60 something books. I reckon i read maybe 80 or so though because I binge read ( re-read) a whole series before the latest book and i did re-read the True Blood series so that’s 13 books alone. I didn’t count re-reads in my goodreads challenge.

So, the book nerd in me was  peeved.

I’m doing the challenge again.  I started reading on New Years Day itself. So far I have read 10 books. Not too shabby.  Challenge is off to a good start. I hope to keep it up.

So much to read, so little time.

One of the side effects of working retail with a crappy immune system, I’m sick. Again. When I’m sick I’m terribly sentimental. I just want to lay in bed and read and cuddle and be babied. But, life doesn’t always allow that leisure.

But, I have a hubby who does.

He worked hard to take care of himself the past couple of days  so i can stay in bed as much as possible so I can be a little bit better for work. He even walked Bianca for me in the morning so I could stay in my medicine induced sleep coma.

Poor guy has been living off Mac and Cheese.

But, I do feel just sick and not nearly dying sick so i think I can manage to go to work tomorrow.

And I have read 3 books.

 

If I Stay By Galye Forman

This is what i wrote about it on my goodreads review
“Just finished reading “If I Stay” By Gayle Forman… what a tough book. Finished it in only a few hours. I love this books so much because it captures that transition of being rebellious and free spirited to being an adult . It captures that raw passion with music and creativity. Most importantly the struggle of love…and loss.”

But, I have more to say. The story is about Mia, a teenager musician. A classical musician( cellist ). Through a series of flashbacks we are acquainted with her family. Parents of  the rock era, matured and conformed for adult hood and to be good parents. But still, that rebellious free nature attitude is deeply entwined in the fabric of their lives. Music is what binds this family and music is what twines the words together on the page.

The book starts with a tragedy. A car crash. The book is told through Mia’s spiritual self, helplessly standing by her body while she tries to figure out what she should do. Return to her comatose body with her condition unknown and unsure of what damage was done. Return as an orphan but with the man she loves and grandparents still there . Or does she let go and reunite with her recently deceased family. Granted it wasn’t the best book ever written and the plot was thin at best. But, it pulls at your heart strings. As a  hopeless romantic, I loved this book. The pages turned fast and I was enthralled with the story. With love.

When it ended, I was amazed.

I jumped right into the next book.

Where She Went ( Book 2) by Gayle Forman

Where She Went ruined the beauty of  If I stay. It ruined it all in my eyes. I wish i never read it.  What was an epic love story, turned into bitter pointless angst. What was a very plausible story line, pulling at my heart strings cause of the very real possibility of it happening, was just erased.

Where She Went , Adam ( the boyfriend) succeeds in being a rock star. Mia succeeds in becoming  a cellist. The book is three years after If I Stay ended. And it’s pure emo angst from Adam’s perspective. I hated Mia. I was annoyed with Adam.  It ruined the epic love story. It ruined the difficult choices in If I Stay.

The “happy ending’ was mundane and cheesy and a waste of time.

I should of stayed with the first book.

The Fault in Our Stars by John Green

The Fault In Our Stars is told from Hazel’s perspective. We follow her trying to “live today” with her terminal Cancer and all the limitations that entails. We explore uncertainties and loss. But most importantly, wishes and love.

The Fault In Our Stars was a great novel. It presents you a very real perspective and dynamic. The only reason I didn’t bawl like a baby at the end of the book was because I knew it was happening…and I was pissed. I wanted the happy ever after. I wanted the character to live. I was furious.

And that’s the point.

Life isn’t fair. Pain isn’t nice. Cancer certainly isn’t kind or timely. Some times we don’t get a happy ever after. We only get a happy right now. This story was honest. Was true. For that, I appreciate it even more.

My good reads blurb:
“That Fault in Our Stars was a brutally honest read. I liked the book for it’s very real and raw look on terminal illness. It seems everyone has a love or hate relationship with this book. I just want to say, it may not be the authors place to depict the world of childhood terminal illness. But it’s a very real world crafted flawlessly throughout this book and we owe it to those living this in real life to read it. I read this novel in a few short hours because of the relatively, how accurate the scenarios were. Some complain there is no happy ending. Well, that’s the point of this book. A small slice of infinity is all we can ask for, more than most get. Great book.”

Dark Lit

Why I care about the issue of Dark Lit( Some of my history with books)

When I was a child, my sister used to take me to the library twice a week. She used to babysit me (and my brother) while my parents worked seemingly all the time. I did enjoy reading, but I enjoyed being a town boy just as much. However, we were forced upon my sister. She didn’t have the option of choosing to watch after us. She was just told to. So what was her babysitting method for me? Read a book.  I was a content child. Never complained.  She would tow me around and I would drag a book or two and stayed quiet and read while my sister tried to steal moments of freedom visiting her friends. By the end of summer, I was having a hard time finding a book to read. I read almost every book in the children’s section.

My love of books  does come and go in phases.  Just my personality I guess. I binge read for weeks, months, then take a sabbatical and end up not reading for months on end.  The same goes for other hobbies and passions. But, unlike my other outlets, I always, always, end up back to my sweet books.

I’m a bit of a book hoarder. While I may stop reading from time to time, I never stop buying books, or planning to buy books. I have hard copies of every single book I’ve ever read. I have over a hundred books I have yet to read. I’ll pass buy a stand on the street selling 50 cent books and I have to stop and buy one.  Any extra cash? Buying a book. Okay, I did donate over a hundred of the older books last summer to my local library. But, the majority of my collection is intact.

I read a little bit of everything, but my heart lies within Young Adult fictional fantasy series. Vampires, werewolves, witches, banshees, grim reapers, faeries , angels, ghosts, Gods and Goddesses…you get the drift.

Paranormal and fantasy aside, it is the realism aspect of YA literature that appeals to me. The comparison to real life situations, emotions and relationships. The core of any YA story is a young person struggling to figure out who they are and who they are meant to be and what it is they believe in. YA is  about finding ways of doing the right thing regardless of others judgment or infliction and weeding ties of loyalty and friendship to bind it all together.  YA literature is so much more than just presenting a story, it’s presenting an alternative world for our emotions to writhe and fight and hopefully when we turn the last page arise a little bit smarter and a little bit surer of ourselves.

Sure, I read adult literature and classic literature. But, with YA there is just a way with words and an ease that makes reading free and easy. With adult novels sometimes as you’re reading you feel the writing is forced. I’m not saying every single YA book is the best book every written- far from it.

I stay with YA because the stories always catch my heart and inspire my soul. It’s like the author is writing TO me, for me… not AT me. While reading YA I feel as if I’m part of the story, not a looker from the outside.

 
The Debate
The past couple of years, this debate has resurfaced again and again within the book community. This war is being waged across the board. Has YA become too dark for teenagers?  With themes of abuse, sex, self-harm, death, drugs and dystopian wars being the forth runners in today’s YA literature, has the shelves been stocked with morbid negativity inducing themes? Are these themes conducive to a young mind?

The debate with YA literature is probably the same debate that dates back to the first book ever written. We have our history of banned books, controversial books.  As we struggled as society to overcome taboos and expand our minds, authors from the beginning of time wrote alongside the struggle to banish the silence that ignorance and intolerance fosters.  The controversy is, should teens read this?

Sick Lit”

The appalled are calling these dark themes “sick lit”.  I read an article in January 2013 by Tanith Carey. She opens her article by saying “As plots go, it’s mawkish at best, exploitative at worst”. Throughout her article she addresses numerous books with that contain topics like kids with terminal illness (cancer), suicide, and self-harming issues.  The core of her article she believes publishing companies and authors are writing these stories glamorizing death and issues like cutting, simply writing about taboos for shock value and to move products off the shelves. She quotes some publishers and others, about how they feel these books are trigger setting and introducing topics to teens in a way to present them as an option for teens to indulge in(cutting, eating disorders). But, above all, she believes “sick lit” is just a way to generate revenue.

Another article I read, by Megan Cox Gurdon she writes similarly like Carey, addressing specific books mostly including books about self-harm, abuse or rape. She is arguing these books are presenting negativity to teenagers and teenagers are simply eating them up.

“If books show us the world, teen fiction can be like a hall of fun-house mirrors, constantly reflecting back hideously distorted portrayals of what life is. There are of course exceptions, but a careless young reader—or one who seeks out depravity—will find himself surrounded by images not of joy or beauty but of damage, brutality and losses of the most horrendous kinds.”

She then argues these sick lit themes are shaping the mind of a young person’s mind.
“Entertainment does not merely gratify taste, after all, but creates it. If you think it matters what is inside a young person’s mind, surely it is of consequence what he reads”

Similarly to Carey,  Gurdon feels these dark themes are presenting an alternative option to teenagers they may have otherwise never resorted to and giving them a hopeless outlook on life.

“Yet it is also possible—indeed, likely—that books focusing on pathologies help normalize them and, in the case of self-harm, may even spread their plausibility and likelihood to young people who might otherwise never have imagined such extreme measures. Self-destructive adolescent behaviors are observably infectious and have periods of vogue. That is not to discount the real suffering that some young people endure; it is an argument for taking care.”

Throughout her article, she fishes how can these stories can possibly resonate with a teenager in a positive way when there is no happy ending.

In essence, those who oppose dark themes within YA feel teenagers are too impressionable to read about such topics. These themes are simply sick. It is only having a negative affect by normalizing issues like eating disorders, self-harm, death and suicide. Basically, they believe by reading these stories a teenager now has these ideas and impulses planted inside them.

New Adult

The other side of the debate? They believe in these stories, in addressing these themes. In an article responding to Gurdon’s article( above), Mary Elizabeth Williams writes from a mother’s point of view. She feels these dark themes are just that- dark and gritty. The way they were intended to be. In the following quote Williams quotes Gurdon’s article about publishers trying to force these dark themes full of coarseness and misery into children and these are unsuitable subject matters. Williams challenges that whole viewpoint.
“And when she clumsily insists, “publishers use the vehicle of fundamental free-expression principles to try to bulldoze coarseness or misery into … children’s lives,” she fails to acknowledge the coarseness and misery already inherent in adolescence. She assumes that coarseness and misery — and profanity, and violence, and sex — are in and of themselves unsuitable subject matter, regardless of the quality of the writing. That’s where she goofs up big time.”

Those on this side of the debate, believe these dark themes are needed.  Williams quotes a teen blogger responding to the debate and adds to it simply saying these dark themes are an outlet.

“‘Good literature rips open all the private parts of us — the parts people like you have deemed too dark, inappropriate, grotesque or abnormal for teens to be feeling — and then they stitch it all back together again before we even realize they’re not talking about us.” That’s why it matters; why, in the name of protecting teens, we can’t shut them off from the outlet of experiencing difficult events and feelings in the relative safety and profound comfort of literature. Darkness isn’t the enemy. But ignorance always is.”

Some on this side of the debate wish to start a new genre, New Adult. In which these dark themes can safely be approachable to both older teenager readers and up to age 25 reading base. Publishing companies cannot deny the popularity and demand for these themes. It is almost labeled a hybrid genre.  Those on this side of the dark lit debate feel we should grow and embrace it and have a proper place for it.

 

What I think

Do you remember what it was like to be a teenager? “Parent’s just don’t understand” “Grown ups don’t get it!” are universal sayings we said as teenagers and teenagers today are probably saying that about their parents just like OUR parents said about THEIR parents. As a teenager they are SO turbulent and ripe with raw energy and emotions.  Do you remember what it was like to experience your first crush? Being so absolutely and positivity “in love” and how earth shattering and halting it was to experience that first break up  that you thought you would never live and be happy again? We felt everything SO much more. The emotions were there and true to ourselves. We are developed enough in mind to know we have feelings but not yet mature enough ( oh but we thought and said we were mature, fought restlessly on the maturity point)  to really understand whatever the situation was, whatever breakup or BFF betrayal , that life goes on. We grow up. We dont yet know we probably never stay friends with half of the friends we had from high school.  But that’s part of growing up, learning how to take life obstacles in stride. But, as a teen ( and you all known as a teenager we practically think we have life figured out already and “we aren’t kids anymore!”) it’s not so easy. No matter how mature we think we are, we still haven’t learned life lessons.

With that said, it’s important to also note the generation gap. I’m 24 now. When I was in high school the starting age for experimentation was 15. At 15 we tried to sneak into a night at a club, hooky parties, or anywhere on the route home from school. 16 was the going age for losing your v-card.  But, 17 and 18 were the preferable age for it. It was still a good thing during my teenage years to wait to have sex.

You know what the going age is now? 13. For everything!  I’m not saying every 13 year is hitting the bottle and popping their cherry. But where I’m from in NY, it’s not a surprise to see 13 years dry humping each other making out on the train.  I actually had a 16 year old come up to me and ask me for a cigarette. He said “hey can I bum a cig?” I gave him the craziest look and asked him “how old are you?” He then responded “I’m 16” with the expression all matter of fact and as if I was stupid and 16 was an acceptable age to ask to bum a ciggy.  Of course I didn’t give him one.

Also, things are less taboo then they used to be. In fact, taboo is a word hardly used anymore. But most importantly, things certainly are not as easy as they were when we were growing up.  Kids are growing up and maturing faster than our time.  It’s so important to know that our time is different. The world is different. It is darker now. Times have changed. A lot more bad and crime happens now. Morales aren’t innate anymore.  When was the last time you seen a stand with the honor system? ( A table of goods where you take the product you want and leave the money in the basket? We don’t even leave the candy out on Halloween anymore because the little kids up end the basket into their bag) Life just isn’t all sunshine and bubbles all the time.

We can’t skirt around things that aren’t all perfect. Sometimes things don’t have a happy ending.

And that’s okay.

Reading about dark themes, in my opinion, is an outlet. Maybe a teenager can pour their angst and heartache out into the world within the book. Maybe they can relate and learn something. Maybe they can just escape their own mind and emotions and reality for a few hours. It’s an outlet, plain and simple.  Like I said before, teenagers experience life with that raw energy and emotions and feel everything ten folds more than an adult.  Sometimes they need to read through pages of another teenager going through simpler less than perfect situations. How can one read about being happy when they are not happy. For those that do experience situations like abuse, eating disorders and self-harm, how can they read about perfect relationships and perfect happiness when they are swimming in darkness? They need to jump into the darkness of the pages and together with the characters of the story find a light. It may not be a happy ending, but it’s a light, a start, a reason to fight.  A spark of hope. A comforting message that these issues are real and they are not alone. THAT is what is most important for teenagers.  They need to learn to fight. To struggle. To overcome.  To make decisions for themselves and understand those decisions have repercussions.  Reading dark themes is a way for their mind and emotions to start that journey and then hopefully, just hopefully, in real life they can inspire to fight, struggle and overcome as well.

So, yes I support dark themes in YA literature. I don’t believe authors are spitting out these themes to make a profit (though like with anything, of course there probably is a few who are in it for the money).  I don’t believe it’s being written about for shock. I just believe these authors are smart enough and kind enough to know this is a new generation with new issues and they need a new outlet.

The beauty of the world we live in? We have options.  If you are a parent it is your job to steer your child throughout life and life’s ups and downs.  Just because as a parent you may not be ready for your child to experience or be introduced to a dark theme topic, doesn’t mean you should deprive them of the chance. It’s probably already going on around them in the world. It is a parental choice however.  If you don’t want you child exposed simply move along the shelf.  There is no short supply of books. You have options. But, I wholeheartedly agree with authors writing about these topics and teenagers reading them.  Books raised me. They were there to comfort me. They provided escape for me. They cheered me up and even gave me a reality check. Books shaped my life.

Who are you to deprive that from anyone?
 

Issues Are Real

I just want to leave with you a few statistics. Some people may be asking well how often does a child cut, or develop a ED that they need to read this stuff? You may be thinking none of your children’s friends do any of this stuff. The truth is? They do. These issues are very real and very common in today’s youth. And you’ll probably never know it’s happening.

Eating Disorders
“Eating disorders are very common among teens. Statistics show that 95 percent of people with eating disorders are between the ages of 12 and 25, 50 percent of girls between the ages of 11 and 13 see themselves as fat, and 80 percent of 13-year-olds have attempted to lose weight. Some other startling statistics on teens and eating disorders are:

•    Anorexia is the third most common chronic illness in adolescent females
•    Eating disorders in schools are almost as prevalent as alcohol and drug abuse: 9.8 percent of female students had problems with alcohol, 8 percent had problems with drugs, and 7.8 percent had problems with eating disorders
•    86 percent of people report their eating disorder started before the age of 20, 10 percent report it started at 10 years old and younger, 33 percent report it started between the ages of 11 and 15, and 43 percent report it started between the ages of 16 and 20”
-http://casapalmera.com/teens-and-eating-disorders-get-the-facts/
Suicide
“One of the leading causes of death amongst teenagers is suicide. The Centers for Disease control report that it is the third leading cause of death, behind accidents and homicide, of people aged 15 to 24. Even more disturbing is the fact that suicide is the fourth leading cause of death for children between the ages of 10 and 14.”
http://www.teensuicidestatistics.com/

 

Cutting
“It is estimated that 1 in 200 girls have cut themselves.

13% of 15 to 16-year-olds have deliberately harmed themselves..

For 3 million Americans cutting is a serious problem.

Cutting has become the new anorexia among today’s teens.

Most parents don’t have a clue that their teenager is cutting.

Cutting usually starts when the cutter is between 10 and 16 years old.

Cutting can become addictive.”

http://www.teenbreaks.com/cutting/cuttingfacts.cfm

 

Rape
“44% of victims are under age 18
80% are under age 30
Every 2 minutes, someone in the U.S. is sexually assaulted
1 out of every 6 American women has been the victim of an attempted or completed rape in her lifetime (14.8% completed rape; 2.8% attempted rape).1”
http://www.rainn.org/statistics
Depression
“About 20 percent of teens will experience teen depression before they reach adulthood.
Between 10 to 15 percent of teenagers have some symptoms of teen depression at any one time.”
http://www.teendepression.org/stats/teenage-depression-statistics/

 

* This post was inspired by Cheri over on CheriSpeak. It is for her writing challenge . Her challenge is a 3 part challenge, this is part one. Or it was. Part one was called the Scoop and to write a news report 300-500 words about a topic that is currently trending. I’m up to 3,000 words. But still, my contribution to the challenge is this post.

It’s been a long time since I’ve read a young adult paranormal fiction novel to invoke the fables of ancient times- and I’ve read quite a few. A story that invokes the senses-woodland nature rough and rugged. The emotions- beauty and the beast illuminated by moonlight.  There is only one word to describe 13 to life by Shannon Delany and that word is classic. Not classic in the sense of early English literature. But, classic in the sense this story finds the way back to its roots. Back to the basics. Back to the original myths and tales. This isn’t a bad thing. It’s comforting and refreshing- especially after the taint of everything paranormal left in the wake of Twilight.  And, it’s a story told in a classic way. There it goes that word again. But, it’s true. As a writer, learning how to write professionally, I’ve learned there is a format. A way in which thing are done. As there is for everything.  This novel ( soon to be series) reverts back to the basics and is written in good ol’ story telling form.  With  a proper purpose and plot and subtle but essential depictions.  It all comes together for a good, easy-to-follow read. I have to admit, there was little snowballing effect at the end. But, I reckon it’s just part of the first novel foes- a product of developing the world and characters. I expect the second book to be less snowball-y.
Jessie is an average teen girl in love with the – out-of-your-league- jock.  For reasons unbeknownst to us, the reader- but even that is explained in the end.  She’s trying to live a normal enough life. Well, as normal as life can get after being traumatized from her mother’s unfortunate and untimely death. But then comes the new kid. A hot mysterious boy named Pietr. Jess’s unfortunate job is to be Pietr’s guide throughout his first few days of high school. An antagonistic relationship at its finest.
13 to life will take you on a journey through pain, sorrow and conflictions of the most intimate kind. Haunting, tragic  and a hopeless romantic’s dream come true.  Confessions of love- and betrayal.  Oh and there is a werewolf on the loose.  And the Russian mafia. Not knowing what’s real, who to trust Jess’s life will keep you snowballing through the pages as the story escalates.
13 to life is a tale like no other. I can’t wait to February for the release of the second installment in this series that just earned its place out of my closet and onto my shelf with the likes of my top five favorite young adult paranormal series ( twilight is not there, no worries).

My vagina is missing

Posted: August 7, 2010 in Uncategorized
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My vagina monologues book is missing.  This would be the third copy that has escaped my clutches. I probably, most likely , lent it out. But if I did, i probably, most likely, no longer talk them. So my book is probably, most likely gone gone gone.  Wish Barnes and Nobles sold it for a 1.99 in  their summer clearance warehouse sale.

BTW, the tittle isn’t a typo.  My friends on face book ALL misread my status  ( my vagina monologue book is missing) and simply read ” my vagina is missing”. I saved you the hassle of misreading 🙂 .