As an adult who reads a large variety of fiction and non-fiction alike within varying degrees of quality,
I find myself enjoying the occasional YA book because they're often such shameless,
reductionist broth that you're entirely freed from taking it too seriously and just take it at face value.
Whether the protagonist is 10, 18, 25 or 40 is somewhat insignificant for me. Anyone of any age
will deal with "struggling to define themselves while figuring out social standing, who their friends were,
how to interact with their parents and managing their obligations."
At the end of the day, I'm just glad people are still reading.
At the end of the day, I'm just glad people are still reading.