As an author, I was thrilled to see the mom trying to choose the “right” title for her daughter at Barnes & Noble.
As we started talking, she shared how difficult it is to find a “safe” book that her 10-year-old would be willing to read. I totally understood: matching a child with the “right” book used to be simple. Front cover art indicated the general topic; then there was usually an age range on the back cover. Flipping through the pages, it was fairly easy to tell if the book was a match.
Tonight, the mom sorted through somewhat ambiguous labels – middle school, intermediate, young adult, YA reader – merely to find a single book for a Christmas stocking! How does something so simple become so complicated?