zoë stagg

First Twilight, now The Hunger Games – modern YA books and the cloud of phenomena they stir bear absolutely no resemblance to spinning the paperback carousel in the “Teen” section of the library in the Ye Olden Eighties.

I have read both of these books, probably more than once. Back in the day, All That Glitters weren’t no vampire.

The closest I remember to a clamor is trading Sweet Valley High titles or finding out there was another addition to the Kobie series.

Want to trip down YA memory lane? This collection of titles, descriptions, COVERS is remarkably good.

And so of course, where there’s a fuss, there’s me four years later. This is up next – as soon as I finish my Marco Pierre White memoir, and get over wanting to be called an “enfant terrible.”

• 03/23/12