I finished another beautiful book tonight. It was John Green’s novel The Fault in Our Stars.

This is the first time in quite awhile that I have dabble in reading Young Adult fiction. I am incredibly glad that I did. It was quirky, smart, and occasionally made me laugh or smile and cry all at once. 

After some slight disappointment in reading Looking for Alaska—it just was not my thing—it was really refreshing to read this book. Not all YA books are about sparkly vampires. Sometimes they leave you with something and make you smile sadly to yourself.