In On Three Ways of Writing for Children, C. S. Lewis says:
When I was ten, I read fairy tales in secret and would have been ashamed if I had been found doing so. Now that I am fifty I read them openly. When I became a man I put away childish things, including the fear of childishness and the desire to be very grown up.
I’ve gone through the same cycle. I loved kid’s books when I was in elementary school. But then I became known as a “reader,” which for some reason felt like I needed to step up my game. I read The Three Musketeers in sixth grade, and I got hooked on the classics. I read Austen, Brontë, Shakespeare, Fitzgerald. I became a bit of a book snob (the Harry Potter series excepted), and I spent all of my time in book stores and libraries scanning the “Literature” section. I took great pride in being a teenager not in “Young Adult” section. Continue reading