*YA Epidemics is an original feature started on my old blog,
PaperFantasies. Each post singles out and highlights one annoying
cliché/trope prominent in many YA bestsellers. While I'll be bringing
a few of my favorites over to this blog in coming weeks, I chose to debut
a brand new Epidemic on The Bookaholic.
PaperFantasies. Each post singles out and highlights one annoying
cliché/trope prominent in many YA bestsellers. While I'll be bringing
a few of my favorites over to this blog in coming weeks, I chose to debut
a brand new Epidemic on The Bookaholic.
Don't you hate it when you make a bagel for breakfast, and it burns, and it obviously means your day is going to be hell, and probably your year, and just maybe your whole life, because you were seriously looking forward to that bagel? But, just like everything and everyone else, it betrayed you in the end. You are Bagel-less. Forever alone. Doomed to eat your blackened breakfast to nourish your blackened soul. Because everything sucks.
Yeah, me too.
Certain YA might as well be renamed The Emo Handbook, because the sheer level of teen angst in them is astronomical. It would almost be comical if it weren't so damned annoying.
