Diagnose Me

I have the blahs. That gorgeous cover of the latest YA AWESOME? Eh. The best cyber-zombie-were-cow-mermaid series to hit the streets? Been there, done that. Reading? So over it.

In short, friends, I haven't felt like reading much lately. But that might be because I haven't felt like reading young adult fiction lately. At some point, they all start to blur together. Take the last book I read (title and author redacted). There was nothing inherently wrong with it. The writing didn't make me want to roll my eyes and send the author back to kindergarten. The romance didn't make me want to throw up. I wasn't immediately able to detail the entire plot from start to finish off of the jacket flap. But altogether, it was pretty much meh.

Is there something wrong with the genre, or something wrong with me? Is it even (gasp) possible that I've finally gotten tired of young adult altogether?

I hope not. There's cool stuff going on in there. It's just that I haven't read a really cool book in a very long time. Anyone else feeling the YA fatigue? What are you doing to snap yourself out of it?