“The once-unseemly notion that it’s acceptable for not-young adults to read young-adult fiction is now conventional wisdom. Today, grown-ups brandish their copies of teen novels with pride.” Slate’s Ruth Graham on why you should be embarrassed when you read the latest young-adult blockbuster novel. (I agree. It’s better to wait for the movie.)

+ Hillary Kelly counters that notion in The New Republic: In praise of reading whatever the hell you want. OK, that’s enough talk about young-adult literature. The whole debate is embarrassing the crap out of our teenagers.