I wrote a heated paragraph on my personal Facebook page about how I identify with YA literature, and how it possesses a yearning which I don’t find in adult literary fiction. But I have more to say!
YA literature is raw and genuine. Teens don’t put in the airs of adults. They are seeking answers, and perspective. Do they find them? Well, the beauty of YA lit is that the conclusion is up for grabs. YA makes you think, and decide for yourself. This has become a lost art.
I find that adults have often given up searching – or even thinking. They’ve turned to opiates for solace. Not only drugs and alcohol, but anything that distracts them. Karl Marx said that religion is the opiate of the masses, and yes, it’s one of them. But these days I’d say sex is the main opiate of the masses (both seeking people to engage in it, and watching porn.) Then there’s internet…and Netflix…and Showtime…ETC!!!
There are so many opiates out there that it’s a wonder anyone has a free, clear thought anymore…let alone a dream. And that sense of surrender to circumstance – and loss of perspective – is reflected in adult literature…but not in YA.
It doesn’t have to be this way. This is the message of YA literature, to me.
PS: Here’s what I originally wrote: