I completely missed the much more intelligent than the piece kerfluffle over the WSJ’s latest idiot take on YA (remember the "oh, these books are racy" crap last year?), but Colleen Mondor’s place is a good starting point to follow the responses.
A mostly rave review (hated the ending) of Shelley Jackson’s fabulously odd sounding new book Half-Life. Strangely, the reviewer — who makes a point of talking about her past work — seems completely unaware of her story collection, The Melancholy of Anatomy.