The line between Y.A. and adult has become almost transparent.

I’ve realised I’m getting a little obsessed with the teen fiction. I like the ease of reading it. With adult fiction you often have to work quite hard to discover and enjoy a novel. There are complicated twists and involved reasoning, which are used to develop the intricate and detailed characters. None of these are bad things, in fact, they show great skill but sometimes it’s nice not to have to work at it. Teenage fiction, although by no means less involved, is written with pure entertainment in mind. It’s easier to read because, although there are twists and tricks, they are less dense. Also, in TF (as I’m going to call it) there is generally always one central theme. Love. Whether it’s a simple coming-of-age story or an alien invasion tale, there is always a part of the novel tied in with relationships. And that is something everyone can relate to. Everyone remembers their first crush, the first person they kissed, the first broken heart. That experience is one of the few that ties us together as a species, something that makes us human. So that’s why I keep returning to TF; to experience that first love all over again.