Guilty Pleasures

I read 3 books today, partly to make up for the fact that it took me forever to finish Angel, which was better than expected, partly because I had so much empty time on my hands today, and partly because, well, I wanted to. They were teen books (or young adult fiction or whatever you want to call it), something I read as a bit of a guilty pleasure, hence the post title. I know that I should have given up reading books like that around the time I stopped putting the suffix 'teen' after my age, but I didn't.
Some of them are too good. Some are trashy admittedly but then so are a lot of adult books, but others are funny, touching, intelligent, thoughtful books. Sometimes it seems easier to discuss the big, important stuff in a book aimed at someone in their teens than in adult fiction. Maybe it's because in those mixed up years you're figuring all the complicated things out, although it can take a whole lifetime to figure some things out (or so I've read!).
I know that literature doesn't have all the answers, and often leaves you with more questions, but some of the things that might guide you to the answers seem to be there, waiting in books, to be found by a questing reader, and sometimes you have to look to the younger version of yourself and their library to find them. Not to mention that even if it's light-hearted and a bit trashy, it can make you feel a whole lot better about things, things that the teenaged you or the adult you worried about.