Sorry teen lit writers. I know you have imagined how great your life will be when you become a famous author. You will be receiving praise from educators for understanding all the inner-workings of teenage life. You will be speaking at a-list events with your teen nodding in agreement with every amazing quip you make. Your kids will be in heaven hanging with Robert Pattinson (or insert other favorite hottie).
Too bad your teenager is going to think you suck. You writing about teen struggle and romance means one of two things:
1. You have been secretly peeking through the window at the goings on in the Kia Soul parked in your driveway and are using her as your writing inspiration. Not cool.
2. You were once a flirty teen in a short skirt having secret crushes and experiencing a growing list of first times, and you are your own writing inspiration. Ewww.
Here is a glimpse into your future by way of my 100 word flash fiction submission over on E. B. Pike's Writerlious Blog (btw, you had to use the word "Sunshine.")
Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy. Sunshine in my eyes makes me seriously pissed off. If this stupid photo shoot wasn't over soon, I was literally going to die. My cell had been off for like 20 minutes. A whole generation of gossip will be dead and gone by the time I catch up. Mom had totally screwed me over by getting all famous and stuff with her teen lit book, URGENT KISSES. The only thing that book made we want to do urgently was throw up. Making out was pretty much ruined forever.
The good news is your teen's drama over her similarities with your book's seductive siren will be great fodder for your next book, SLUTTIER THAN MY MOM. That one is going to be a best seller.
*Note - the author does not mean to suggest all teen lit books are focused on steamy relationships. Just the great ones.*