Since last year (2014), I’ve been obsessed with YA Novels. Therefore, I decided to make a list of the ones I read last year and consider a “must read”. They are beautiful stories about love, friendship, family, hope, overcoming all odds, and fighting for what you want. There isn’t a single novel in this list that didn’t touch my heart and inspired me in a million different ways. Here you go!
Looking for Alaska - John Green
The Fault in Our Stars - John Green
Paper Towns - John Green
If I Stay - Gayle Forman
Where She Went (“If I Stay” sequel) - Gayle Forman
Love, Rosie (Where Rainbows End) - Cecilia Ahern
Before I Fall - Lauren Oliver
We Were Liars - E. Lockhart
To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before - Jenny Han
The Infinite Moment of Us - Lauren Myracle
First Comes Love - Katie Kacvinsky
Second Chance (“First Comes Love” book 2) - Katie Kacvinsky
Finally Forever (“First Comes Love” book 3) - Katie Kacvinsky
The Geography of You and Me - Jennifer E. Smith
Faking Normal - Courtney C. Steven (One of my ALL TIME FAVORITES)
The Summer I Turned Pretty - Jenny Han
It’s Not Summer Without You (“The Summer I Turned Pretty” book 2) - Jenny Han
We’ll Always Have Summer (“The Summer I Turned Pretty” book 3) - Jenny Han
Kalei WILL love Bill, for sure. Twelve and Bill will definitely pop into the fic verse at some point.
Bill is going to lose her lil gay mind when she finds out how many hot gay ladies he’s friends with lmao
“Doctor, can we go and see your hot gay lady friends” “uhhh ok?”
they land in Victorian England and Bill is like “wait, who are - oh uh hi ladies” and then “DOCTOR THIS IS NOT WHAT I MEANT BUT IM NOT COMPLAINING” “oh you meant the modern interspecies bisexuals as opposed to the Victorian interspecies lesbians”
Vastra and Jenny don’t know whether or not to be offended or flattered that they’re the wrong hot gay ladies
Algy needn’t have worried about leaving his umbrella behind, because suddenly Nature provided him with the loveliest umbrella he could imagine. Algy perched on a wee rock beneath the beautiful bow, with the rain falling all around him, and remembered a simple little children’s poem he had once read:
Boats sail on the rivers, And ships sail on the seas; But clouds that sail across the sky Are prettier than these.
There are bridges on the rivers, As pretty as you please; But the bow that bridges heaven, And overtops the trees, And builds a road from earth to sky, Is prettier far than these.
Algy hopes you will all have a happy, peaceful Sunday xoxo
[Algy is quoting The Rainbow, a poem for children by the 19th century English poet Christina Rossetti.]
Postscript: several people have written to Algy about this very unusual rainbow, and he would like to assure anyone who is curious that it really did look exactly like this (even more impressive in reality, in fact), and the photo has not been altered in any way other than to adjust brightness, contrast and saturation levels a wee bit. Neither Algy nor his assistants had ever seen a rainbow quite like this before.
I was taking these pictures for my giveaway on Instagram, but of course Ash decided he would interrupt and remind me of our standing appointment for petting and post-church nap. He’s such a spoiled little Prince, but I loveeee him!
➳ To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before duology • Jenny Han ➳ Fangirl • Rainbow Rowell
➳ My Life Next Door • Huntley Fitzpatrick
➳ The Summer I Turned Pretty trilogy • Jenny Han
➳ Anna and the French Kiss “trilogy” • Stephanie Perkins
Yesterday I woke up after a night of tears, and saw dozens of emails and donations in support of my work with LGBTQIA youth.
Yesterday I wore my Nasty Woman t-shirt to the coffeeshop, and a black man came up to me to tell me he wanted to get one for himself and his son. I told him I would always fight for him.
Yesterday my mom called me in tears. She said she felt alone. She said she loved me. She told me I used to watch The Smurfs as a little kid, and I would look at her and say, “Look, mom, they are all holding hands. That is how you know they are gonna win.”
Yesterday I went to therapy.
Yesterday I blocked family members on social media.
Yesterday I cried. I held my wife, Jenny, close. I cried more.
Yesterday I did a livestream to create space for others in our community who were scared. We talked. We shared resources. Jenny sang The Rainbow Connection.
Yesterday I worked and I worked and I worked and I worked.
Yesterday I recorded a voice memo in an attempt to comfort a six-year-old who had woken up crying, and who asked his two moms how we could let a bad man be our president.
Yesterday I recognized and acknowledged my privilege as a white, cisgender woman.
Yesterday I feared for my brown, black, disabled, immigrant, undocumented, and Muslim friends. My trans friends. My friends who are survivors of sexual assault. My friends.