I keep reading about how dystopian stories are big in YA at the moment — a trend (re)kick-started by The Hunger Games, as these sort of stories aren’t exactly new to this segment. The latest is this article from The Australian:
End of the world as we know it — “You may have missed it, in the face of the apparently inexhaustible appetite for paranormal romance involving vampires, fallen angels and werewolves, but in the past few years another very different genre has been quietly gathering strength in young adult literature.”
(The Hunger Games has been on my to-read-list for soo long. I really should find a copy!)
I wish I had the desire to revisit and finish Alice properly. Because it’s dystopian YA. I must’ve tapped into the zeitgeist. It’s about a girl living in a bleak corporate world, her future mapped out for her by the society she belongs to. She dares to break free and pursue a more difficult and uncertain life but it’s a life she chooses for herself… I mean, as a sellable concept, I think it has a lot of potential.
But the thought of picking that story up again – argh! I don’t know if I can. I wrote Alice in 2005. Six years ago! I’m not sure I ever want to see another word of that story again, let alone dive into the amount of work that needs doing to complete & polish it. Working on Alice would feel like going backwards, not forwards.
Why isn’t it the story I just wrote?