Books and music: yes, I'm easily distracted.

Jezebel's feature on YA books they have known and loved featured Weetzie Bat today. Between that and an offhand comment from minim_calibre about one of her Pet Crackpot Theories, I became overcome with the need to set Renfield the iPod shuffling through every Tori song I have. And I think I will need to re-read the Weetzie Bat books in the next few evenings. I am SO SUGGESTIBLE.

But there's something about those books that I just adore. I know a lot of people find Francesca Lia Block far too twee and precious in her writing, but I think that in some ways she is a girly punk version of Ray Bradbury. (Girly, not female, because her writing has a sweetness to it. Yes, fine, like frosting. And now we're back to cupcakes.)

Magical Realism is a literary genre that I really should explore more of. I've not read much in that genre because of reverse genre snobbery: the feeling that magical realism novels are fantasy novels that are trying to hide or disown their roots. But I suspect that I'm missing some good stories, and I'd hate to keep missing them.

But tonight, it's all about deliriously magical and candy-colored YA fiction. Because that make me happy.