While I haven’t read all three of the books he attacked, I have read one: Twenty Boy Summer by Sarah Ockler.
When I read Ockler’s book two summers ago, I was shocked by its depth.
I may not have agreed with everything the main character did, but I saw its importance to the plot and to the character.
Without it, the book would not have been half as powerful.
Then last spring, I was able to meet Ockler while in New York and acquired an advanced copy of her upcoming novel, Fixing Delilah.
This book was even more powerful than her debut. Ockler’s books delve past all the pretenses and get into the angst and turmoil of being a teenager.
More importantly, they deal with death and what you’ll go through to find yourself.
It shocks and sickens me to hear someone calling Twenty Boy Summer “soft porn.” I don’t understand how someone can take such a beautifully deep piece of work and see only filth.
Actually, I can. Scroggins and others book banners see words like “sex” and “drugs,” and immediately disregard everything else.
These people fixate on the less-savory threads of the story and miss the big picture, because surely, the mere mention of drugs will send kids off into a destructive spiral.
I read about wild parties and drinking and all unholy things, but that doesn’t mean I do any of it.
I don’t feel the need to get wasted because I’ve seen someone I love ruin her life while inebriated. And I don’t need to do drugs because I know what it can do to you and your relationships.
I know all this because I read and because I learn from what I read. This is the power of books.
Yet book banners don’t seem to understand that. Those evil words are just too powerful for teens’ eyes.