Saturday, April 14
She asked me why did I write YA instead of romance. I’m good at romance apparently. Its not my strong suite no matter what they say…lol. Anyways, it got me thinking about why do I writer YA instead of something else. What appeals to me about the genre that I can’t find elsewhere? Why do I write in general for that matter?
Well, as far as writing goes, my Gran told me if you wake up thinking about something and go to bed thinking about the same thing, chances are that is what you are meant to be doing. God gives us all a gift and its up to us to utilize that gift and do what good we can with it. My gift? An imagination the size of Europa and a love for words. My dad says I used to make these scribbles on a piece of paper in crayon and proceed to tell him outlandish tales based on those few lines. So I guess you could say, I’ve been writing since before I could write. Plot lines are running in my head when I wake up, interrupting my train of thought through the day, and it’s the last thing I think about when I go to bed. So, writing would be what I am supposed to be doing.
But why YA? Well, I think you have a greater chance upon making an impression on a teen. The average teen today has a short attention span, so you have to be able to grab their attention and hold it. That is a challenge and I love challenges. If you get wordy, they skim and eventually throw your book down or let it sit in their cloud on the kindle. Young adult books are open, honest, and full of fun. You get to teach lessons without anyone realizing what you are doing. For me, YA is more than a bunch of words thrown together. I love the genre. I hated growing up though. Middle school and high school are HARD and if I can help a kid out, make them laugh, cry, or so angry they throw the book across the room, then I am tickled pink. YA is a no nonsense genre, a genre that you can have fun with. That is why I love it.
Tuesday, April 3
I watched the Hunger Games and I have been thinking on how best to review the movie. I was so very disappointed in it. There were good parts, but honestly, I didn’t enjoy it as much as I did the books. And I think I have just figured out why after going back and re-reading the book.
I agreed for the most part with the actors/actresses they chose to portray the parts. I can even get behind Woody Harelson as Haymitch even though in the movie it was like he didn’t care one way or the other. It was just another paycheck to him. I did really love the way they used the commentator to portray what was going on. That was brilliant and I give them brownie points for that.
What threw me off was the lack of emotion in the movie. I got no real emotion from anyone. There was one moment in the beginning when she volunteered as tribute. You could feel the panic in that moment. Then when she kissed Peeta near the end, there was a slight show of emotion there, but it was over and one with so quick that you could forget it was there.
That is what the movie was missing. The emotion that is so abundant in the book.
I would only give the movie 3 stars and I’m being generous in that.