Because it’s a Friday, I was expecting to do a Feature & Follow post. However, the task requires a bit (a lot) of exposure– and we all know that I don’t post pictures of myself on the blog (no, I’m not a cyborg in hiding. And no, I don’t come from outerspace. I’m perfectly human, and reasonably camera shy, albeit online). Therefore, I decided against it, and instead am here to present you with my first news post in what is probably ages 😀
I came across this interesting article on The Huffington Post, written by Lisa Parkin, who shared some thoughts on why she believes we’d be screwed if Young Adult books, fantastical ones specifically, weren’t fictional after all. Because I couldn’t quite fathom and register the point she was driving at, I decided to delineate her thoughts, spell out my own, and share them with you. If you wish to read the full article yourself, I’ll be sure to leave you with the link below! Happy reading everyone 🙂
Lisa Parkin believes that Young Adult fantasy must remain in the pages of a book. She goes on to telling us that if they weren’t (and she she means all of them), we’d basically be signing up for our own deaths. She states four different reasons enumerated as follows:
1. Teenagers would be responsible for saving the world.
I’m a teen, and I honestly don’t believe that another teen like myself can realistically save human kind from death and destruction, whether or not he’s the next Einstein-turned-Gandhi-turned-Superman. Let-s face it– we’re kids more than adults, and we’re only just beginning to sprout the wings innate in YA book characters since genesis. I’m not against attempting to beat the odds, and I wouldn’t waste a second complaining should Percy Jackson turn up at my doorstep, telling me to pack up and leave immediately because my long-lost father is actually a god, but of course, it would take so much more than sheer force of will and a little magic to overcome the leviathan that is the twisted, scheming, larger than life antagonist we all love to hate in our favorite books.
And if I, for example, were to look around and take in my surroundings, I’d see people my age spreading gossip, talking NBA, making an attempt at parkour or simply lazing their days away in ignorant bliss, and I would find it really difficult to believe that we’re the heroes of tomorrow (and I mean that in a totally kick-ass way). Besides, our parents wouldn’t be willing to let us go that easily even if we did. It all works out well in YA books of course, but that’s because most of the characters are ideal. Let’s face it– that level of perfection is unrealistic in this society. They may be the outcasts in their books, but to us they’re the alphas– and then some. Should Adam Kent or Peeta Mellark have been real, it would probably hurt just looking at them. They don’t even act their age, anyway.
2. Everyone’s relationship status would change to “It’s Complicated”.
If every single goody-two shoes girl on the planet suddenly found herself within the reaches of some single, yet ravishing guy (or guys) who otherwise, wouldn’t even spare them a second look and treat them like bubblegum at the bottom of their shoe, then the popular girls would have no place in society, teenage drama would be more than just a breakup over the phone, and love triangles– love tetrahedrons, for crying out loud, would be everywhere (and that’s an understatement). We don’t need to complicate things further.
Honestly, I would prefer sticking to way the social ladder works these days, because ironically, it strikes more of a balance. Besides– all the glorious love interests wouldn’t be as interesting if they usually clung to you like a leech and whispered your name in their dreams. It’s shallow, but I’d much rather preserve how significant and red-letter an actual love life is (at least, that’s the way it works for me). Love triangles are cliche in books, though in all likelihood, they’d be ginormous pains in the ass in reality.
3. Parents would be totally MIA.
Now this issue has punched the clock just recently, as it has come to light on various blogs as I’ve scrolled through. I do agree that there’s too little guidance and parental care in YA books these days, and I don’t agree, not one bit, that parents are unnecessary plot devices that only serve to drive the main characters up the wall. Even if you’re busy saving the world from a horde of man-eating and bloodthirsty tarantulas for example, it never hurts to receive support from people who genuinely love and care for you. If parents went missing, teens would miss no time ruling the world and turning it into an endless party. If they’re not around to give us mature and reasonable advice, we’d probably be asking for chaos served on a silver platter– and so it becomes, the only real danger we’ve come to face is ourselves. Ain’t nobody got time for that.
4. Aliens, angels, ghosts and genetically altered humans are hiding among us.
We might as well be someone else’s dinner. We’re helpless humans, defenseless against supernatural forces who want to turn us into vampires, take us to their leader, or just gnaw our heads off on the spot. But that’s not all– they disguise themselves as your attractive next door neighbor, and try to wriggle their ways into your heart by sweeping you off your feet with their killer lines and killer smiles. And just because they’re that splendid, you let them in anyway.
But fear not! They come to love you and realize they’d want nothing more than to be with you forever after, so they’ll stop at nothing to save you from harm. They might get themselves killed in the process, but nothing doing right? As long as you’re safe (even if you’re bawling your eyes out and can’t stand being alone), all is well, and they’ve done their duty. I hate it when heroines in books whine or complain incessantly over boys, but come to think of it, I’m being a huge-ass hypocrite because I would have driven myself bonkers had I taken their place. If supernatural forces lived amongst us, I’d either be a pile of bones on the floor or a lovestruck girl with problems a thousand times heavier than homework.
Or maybe I’d just be one of them. And to think I believed school was scary.
In conclusion, YA books are too intense and complicated for me to handle in real life. I like them because they provide excitement and romance and release, but that’s because they don’t occur in day to day life, and believe me when I say, I hope they never do.
It’s now your turn! Do you agree with the article and believe that we’re screwed if the YA books we’ve been reading came true? Or would you be able to handle living the way the heroes and heroines in your favorite books do? Do tell me in the comments! 🙂
If you want to read the article on The Huffington Post, this is the link: