Between my full-time job, writing, my busy television schedule, and the occasional happy hour, I rarely have time to read. But over the past year, I’ve forced myself to delve into at least one novel a month, sometimes more, depending on the time of year.
As a fairly typical twenty-something female, I’m naturally drawn to anything drenched with scandal, dark, angst-y, and all around effed-up. But it’s rare to find something written for and about millennials that isn’t laden with unrealistic sex and bound by a cheesy book cover (brooding guys with tattoos, half naked cowboys, a full on romp against a brick wall, etc.)
There’s New Adult, of course, which has the potential to be really powerful, but often falls short, at least for me. It typically features protagonists between the ages of 18 and 26 — basically mature young adult. Sounds perfect, right? Not really. The plots are pretty much all the same, and the NA market is currently saturated with unrealistic sexcapades and brooding bad boys who hook up with 21-year-old virgins. Sure, it sounds interesting, but it’s repetitive. Again, maybe it’s just me.
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