Musing Mondays 6/24/13
Musing Mondays asks you to muse about one of the following each week… Hosted by Should Be Reading.
• Describe one of your reading habits.
• Tell us what book(s) you recently bought for yourself or someone else, and why you chose that/those book(s).
• What book are you currently desperate to get your hands on? Tell us about it!
• Tell us what you’re reading right now — what you think of it, so far; why you chose it; what you are (or, aren’t) enjoying it.
• Do you have a bookish rant? Something about books or reading (or the industry) that gets your ire up? Share it with us!
• Instead of the above questions, maybe you just want to ramble on about something else pertaining to books — let’s hear it, then!
Today we are going to take the time to talk about a subject that is near and dear to my cold black little heart. And that subject is young adult romance and how I utterly loathe it. If you’ve ever read any of my reviews or posts before, you know that 9 times out of 10 I find the romance in young adult books completely clichéd and asinine.
Now for your clarification; the definition of asinine as brought to you by Wiktionary.
Asinine (Adjective): Failing to exercise intelligence or judgment; ridiculously below average rationality.
In layman terms; stupid, silly, idiotic, foolish, and just plain old dumb. In recent memory I can’t think of a young adult book that did not follow the same pattern in the romance. The mysterious bad boy with a secret heart of gold and the girl who can’t even look at him without having hot flashes and loses all power to think clearly. Of course, she hates him until he does something to redeem himself. The Nightmare Affair by Mindee Arnett would have rated higher if Dusty and Eli weren’t so annoying. Alice in Zombieland by Gena Showalter completely bombed for me because of Alice and Cole’s inability to function around each other like normal people.
On the other hand, Orleans by Sherri L. Smith was made better by having no romance at all. (This is mostly because of the characters’ ages but if Smith had just made Fen a little older and Daniel a little younger then the romance could have been there and, I think, been a detriment to the book.) Game by Barry Lyga gets the romance right by having two characters that, while they are in a relationship, are fully functional people while the romance is going on. Jazz and Connie is a perfect example of how to not annoy your readers with a couple.
This is actually part of why I like middle grade books so much. Any romance in there is incidental and pretty much stops at crush level. Thus allowing the characters to continue on with the story without reacting like dogs in heat. Look, I know teens are just big cesspools of hormones but nobody wants to read about two people sucking face and playing relationship roulette with anybody of the opposite sex. Honestly, it’s just in the way of the plot.
Now, if only there could be a young adult book where the couple are rational and fully functional while they get together and the relationship evolves naturally and gradually. Because, right now, all I’m getting is two people acting like they are on heavy drugs and getting together like a car accident, complete with smashing glass and screeching sounds.