For months I have been asked to read a book I thought sounded "stupid" and totally outside anything I would find interesting. I made fun of people who thought this book was so wonderful. I may have even rolled my eyes a time or five.
It's about an agnsty teenager who falls in love with a vampire who doesn't eat humans. Quite frankly it sounds a bit like Pretty in Pink meets Underworld. Without Duckie.
My dear friend Becca assured me that I would LOVE this book. When she talked about it, her eyes got all big and googly. I assured her that I would not love the book, nor would I read it.
She dropped it off to me "in case I changed my mind."
For two months Twilight by Stephenie Meyer has been sitting in my nightstand. While Becca and I do have similiar taste in books, she got through Harry Potter. That's just not something I can do.
On Saturday, I went out with some girlfriends. My dear friend Morgana was with us and of all my friends, I thought for sure she'd agree with me. She's totally hooked too. Her eyes got all big and googly at the mention of Edward Cullen.
She told me to just try 30 pages or so and if I didn't like it, I wouldn't like the book at all.
I could do 30 pages of eye rolling. I figured it would be about 20 minutes of skimming the pages and then telling them it was in fact "stupid."
Although that's not what I'm saying. Those 30 pages were very inviting. The next 468 were the best crow I've ever eaten.
I couldn't put the blasted thing down. I read the entire 498 pages yesterday. While it's not exceptionally well written and the story is totally predictable, I loved every single word on those pages.
Now I need book 2 the same way Andie needed Blaine. Or Bella needs Edward.
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