I’m sorry. I’m sorry for complaining about you so much. I’m sorry that I put you down at times. I’m sorry that I expect so much from you. I’m sorry for bitching and moaning about you 33% of the time. Yes I know that’s such an odd number but it true. I’m sorry for all of these things.
In all honesty, I know that I’m not your targeted audience but I love you just the same even though there are times when I want to wring your neck. But I, as an adult must remember that you are written with teenagers in mind. Not grown ass adult that have lived there lives already and are pretty much pass the high school phase of life. Well there are some that have not gotten out that phase in life but you know what I mean.
So forgive me when I rolled my eyes and whine about the constant romance within your pages. Or grumble about this book being too angst-y. Or how the protagonist is too immature for my liking. Forgive me when I read you through my adult eyes and nit-pick at every nuance that irks my soul.
It’s not your fault. Okay maybe a little bit because you do have some books that are a total dud or just plain trash but know that I enjoy a majority of your books and they always bring a smile upon my face. Your books are the ones to get me out of my bleak moods that happen often, for I deal with depression. So, I thank you for being there even if we have differences of opinion every now and again.
And if I didn’t say it enough, I’m sorry for being so hard on you. It’s only because I know the potential that you have for greatest.
Sanovia aka Creatyvebooks
An avid reader and bitchtastic blogger