Needless to say, a happy ending is a must. I also don’t like fiction that is overly filled with heavy themes, such as abuse, rape, or graphic violence. 🙂 But I don’t like reading about wandering hands or bedroom scenes. I tell my husband that if a book doesn’t have a good kiss at the end, it wasn’t worth my time. I read lots of fiction genres, but to qualify as a favorite, there has to be some good romance in the book. It makes me so sad and angry to see authors promoting sex and violence to our young people.īut I admit that I am a picky reader when it comes to fiction.
But I found out quickly that my assumption was wrong. And that’s where the “hate” comes in. After all, these books are marketed to teenagers. I started reading Young Adult (or teen) fiction because I thought it meant that the books would be clean, meaning no sex, innuendo, profanity, or graphic violence. I love that they are usually fast-paced and full of young love. I have a love/hate relationship with Young Adult books. Thank you! I am so thankful for your support! If you make a purchase using a link on this page, I may earn a commission at no cost to you. If not, ask your librarian for an inter-library loan. Burton not only humanizes the deleterious impact of mass incarceration, it also points the way to the kind of structural and policy changes that will offer formerly incarcerated people the possibility of a life of meaning and dignity.I hope you can find all of these books at your local library. Her organization, A New Way of Life, operates five safe homes in Los Angeles that supply a lifeline to hundreds of formerly incarcerated women and their children-setting them on the track to education and employment rather than returns to prison. Once clean, Susan dedicated her life to supporting women facing similar struggles. On her own, she eventually found a private drug rehabilitation facility. She cycled in and out of prison for over fifteen years never was she offered therapy or treatment for addiction.
As a resident of South Los Angeles, a black community under siege in the War on Drugs, it was but a matter of time before Susan was arrested. Consumed by grief and without access to professional help, Susan self-medicated, becoming addicted first to cocaine, then crack. Susan Burton’s world changed in an instant when her five-year-old son was killed by a van driving down their street. One woman’s remarkable odyssey from tragedy to prison to recovery-and recognition as a leading figure in the national justice reform movement.
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