As a young woman in my twenties, I found it rather hard to relate to the characters of the YA stories. I’m no longer a teenager. I’m no longer in high school. I don’t have the same day to day struggles as I have passed those years of my life. However, I struggled to engage with adult books. Too many times I’ve read a story that seemed promising, only to be blasted in the face with smut or very toxic relationships with family and love interests.

So I kept to YA books even though I have long since passed the target audience. I’m somewhere in the middle of two age groups. The topics didn’t resonate with me. Either being too “mature” or lack the depth or relatability with teen protagonists who don’t deal with the same struggles as I do like responsibility for my own home, navigating life as an adult in my twenties still trying to figure out what being an adult is supposed look like. Yet the YA category still delivered the imaginative worlds I yearned for.

So I began writing. I wrote stories of adults with the struggles of having a full time job, who have bills to pay and yet set in sci-fi and fantasy worlds that are imaginative and exciting as the YA. Settings and stories that twenty-somethings can relate to but that don’t compromise on fun and imagination.