A question: right now, are we writing YA for teenagers, aged 12 through 19, or are we writing YA for those of us not-so-young-anymore adults who devour them? I don’t have an answer to this question, but it’s something to think about.
It’s interesting how you sometimes have to leave home before you can ask difficult questions, how the questions never come up in the room you grew up in, in the town in which you were born. It’s funny how you can’t ask difficult questions in a familiar place, how you have to stand back a few feet and see things in a new way before you realize nothing that is happening to you is normal. — Donald Miller, Through Painted Deserts
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