Contagious Crying, Infectious Laughter.

It's my wedding anniversary. Eddie and I have been married for two years now. This one is for you, my love.

My husband has been dying to read my old online journal. I wrote it when I was a teen, but it is now completely private. Yeah, that probably makes it more intriguing, doesn't it? Well, my dear. Here you go. As you well know, I was a lot to handle back then—quirky and willful. So, I'm going to give it to you in tiny bites. Baby steps.

Today begins a series of flashbacks to an earlier me, a younger me, an absurdly aloof me. Me as a

What has happened to the YA genre?

Amidst the visa applications, tax... things... and launching myself into my own episode of DIY SOS, I am (as ever) consumed by the thoughts of books and the book market...

It's obvious, but I'm just going to say it: The YA genre is inundated with paranormal, namely paranormal romance.

Yes. Still!

I just had to say it. Get it off my chest.