I’ll be honest I have a hard time reading young adult contemporary fiction these days. During my trips to the library this month I picked up two different contemporaries. One by an author I had read and loved just last year. Something’s changed. And I know who it is.
The young adult contemporaries were fun, quick reads for me. Despite coming up on 30 later this year, I still feel very much like a young adult. I still refer to my friend’s parents as the adults or grown-ups (LOL!).
But now I have a little life that is dependent on me. And regardless of the fact that I do not feel 30, I no longer identify with those characters and their intricacies. Well I guess that’s not true, but I’m no longer interested in depictions of real-life. I want the fantasy, I want the unexplained, I want the magic. Maybe the real world makes me so worn out, much like movies, I want a book that will enable me to escape into a world so unlike my own.
I wonder if I’ll ever read contemporaries again or if this is a permanent shift?
Have you phased out a genre or sub-genre? If so, why?