New Adult ....

Apparently I have written a novel in a genre that I did not entirely know existed.
I find this fact laugh out loud funny (not lol) well I would if I was not so damn tired and really just want to just shut down my laptop down and hike my sorry arse off to bed.

So I wrote about a girl who needed to grow up, she kind of wanted to grow up, unfortunately it was not as easy as she thought it would be. Instead she smoked to much, drank to much, had sex too much and paid the price for it all.
Oh ... Add into the mix that I have based it in South London and my characters hang out at pubs that smell of old farts and do things which are supposed to make the reader laugh (yes out loud).
Yeah sure there is a damn hot sexy guy involved (of course) but this is a story about the girl. About doing right from wrong, about making choices that you have to live with. 

So what do I do about the book that may not have a home because it is fits into a new genre no-one is sure about ...

Answer. I honestly do not know but I think I will go to bed and sleep on it, I am sure it will all seem much clearer in the morning. 

Nah, what am I talking about. 
I know what I am going to do. I am going to keep writing, because I have to. I have to finish my story, I have to complete my series and give my characters the ending that they deserve. Hey by the time I have finished my character will be old enough to fit into the 'adult' section in the book store.
I shall just keep my fingers crossed that the 'New Adult' genre takes off and that I have a taker for a book about a crazy girl who converses with her eyes closed and goes to University in the hope that she can stop history repeating itself.