Why do you write YA?

Because I never got over my teenhood and enjoy contributing to a genre that is, effectively, a collective art therapy project. Isn’t that why all YA authors write YA? *looks around nervously*

But seriously, at the core of YA lit is this perpetually unresolved tension between depicting all the gritty, nuanced realities of the world we actually live in, and depicting something better. This tension pops up in all storytelling, but YA, in my opinion, is driven by it. Some books lean one way, some lean the other, but the best books do both. And they get away with it because teens, both in real life and as characters, embody hope and have the magical ability to transform themselves overnight.

So the real question is, why aren’t YOU writing YA?

What’s your favorite YA novel?

Hands down, THE GOATS by Brock Cole. Every time I read it, I find more things to like. If you haven’t already, you need to read it. And don’t tell me its hilarious 80s fashion and lack of cell phones makes it outdated. It’s vintage, dammit.

Other all-time faves include WEETZIE BAT by Francesca Lia Block, OCD LOVE STORY by Corey Ann Haydu, LUCY by Jamaica Kincaid, and WISE CHILD by Monica Furlong (though it would probably be considered MG these days). And though it’s not YA, THE MAGICIANS trilogy by Lev Grossman kicks so much ass I feel compelled to mention it here.

Why do you like giant squids? Will you ever write a book about a giant squid?

I like mollusks in general, particularly cephalopods, and especially squids. They’re beautiful, horrifying, and completely absurd in a way that truly speaks to my personal aesthetic.

I’ll probably never write a book about a giant squid, in part because China Miéville already did that (it’s called KRAKEN and it’s fantastic). But I tend to sneak snaily, squiddy, nautical motifs into everything I write. (Yes, I stole squiddy from Miéville. Sorry not sorry.)

I like birds and you don’t. What’s your problem with such beautiful and majestic creatures?

I don’t dislike birds, I just think they’re creepy because they remind me of the dinosaurs from Jurassic Park. Especially big birds, like raptors and parrots. Blame Steven Spielberg.

Are you a feminist?

F*ck yes!

Do your books have swears in them?

F*ck yes!

If I tweet or email you a question, will you answer it here?

Maybe yes. Always worth a shot.