The Memory Book, by Penelope J. Stokes: A book review and a little more.
If you look at the books I have read so far this year, which haven’t been that many, I have read exactly 2 fantasy books this year, and only 1 young adult fantasy book. Now, young adult fantasy has been my love over the years. I have enjoyed it immensely. I still enjoy a lot of it.
Especially for the last few years of high school and first few years of college, the genre was my main reading, my favorite.
And then something changed.
Really, life changed. And I changed a little bit–I sort of grew up in certain ways. Different things happened to me, and I learned.
So a few weeks ago, I started to read a young adult fantasy book, and I couldn’t finish it. The writing was actually compelling and there was nothing wrong with it, but it wasn’t me.
I wanted to read a Penelope Stokes book instead.
She is a Christian writer, and writes inspirational fiction, but her characters and situations are very real, very touching, and what I wanted to read right now. The main character of The Memory Book, though she was slightly older, seemed to be in a similar time of life as I am, and was learning many of the same things.
I needed that. I needed something real and current and more my age. Something that related strong to my life.
I still don’t think there is anything at all wrong with reading any sort of genre, but I realized today that my tastes have shifted and changed. I care about characters more, and relationships, and interaction with ideas and morals more than I care about plot, adventure, and world like I used to.
I never thought that my tastes would change, but they have quite recently. And that’s okay. I’ll go out and seek new books, new experiences in the world of fiction. I’ll embrace it, because there are new paths to discover.