My book, Snowstorm, is about the struggles of an angry sixteen year-old girl in a mental hospital. She is not, according to a couple of people who have read an excerpt of the novel, a lovable character - at least not in the first few scenes of the book. In my opinion, however, Carly and other teenagers like her evoke a great deal of compassion. I suppose that's why I chose troubled kids as my subject matter.
When Mom is talking on the phone to a colleague, and her four year-old taps her on the shoulder over and over, Mom understands that the child wants attention. She also knows that if she doesn't deal with her son in some way, he will escalate to crying or screaming. Why then do Mom and Dad not seem to understand that if they've been working late every night of the week, their teenage son may call them at work a dozen times in an effort to connect. And like the little child ten years ago, if the parent just gets aggravated without giving the young man some time, he is likely to escalate his efforts by going out with friends without permission.
Of course, I happen to like teenagers.