I want you to know that I was never clever, I was never top of the class and I don’t say this to be modest, I was always in the middle, never really noticed as anything special. I had to work for my grades and where I am today, I mean work my ass off, I failed my favourite subject at a level, the one I was about to do at uni but went to uni for that subject anyway because it’s all I want to do. I want you to know that no matter how many set backs you have, you work your hardest you will get there and you will be happy.
Hey, hey remember that it’s okay to feel like you’re growing out of books or authors you loved. Even if those books or authors really had an impact on you. We’re constantly changing as individuals and with that, our tastes change as well. It’s okay to grow out of things. That doesn’t mean you’re betraying them or yourself - it just means that you’re an ever changing human and liking those things was a step in your evolution.
At the same time, it’s okay to NOT grow out of certain books or authors. It’s okay to still be excited over someone’s new book, even if they published 20 before it. It’s okay to still be reading YA, for example, even if you’re way past the “target audience” for this genre.
I’ll repeat something that I’ve said times and times before: you do you. Read what makes you happy and fulfilled and what brings you joy. Always unapologetically.