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8.22.2009
I was browsing blogs just now (must have passed through roughly 30) and I chanced upon Yes and Yes blog. Somehow I always end up there. Reading her new post, I couldn't help but internally clap at some of the things she said. Finished, I scrolled down through the comments, observing opinions and snickering condescendingly, when I came across this comment by Edith, author of http://omg-raptor.blogspot.com/. Her comment had me laughing pretty hard.
I appreciated her comment, because the middle-end is exactly my take on it. Unlike Edith however, I have actually read the whole series and (aside from the 8th-grade writing style) I found myself strangely attracted to it. I'm thinking it was the idea of falling (helplessly) madly in love with someone who was so right for you, but so incredibly different...and sparkly, and not being able to get close enough to physically be with him. For, you know, 3 years or until the final series addition.I managed about a paragraph of Twilight before I felt nauseous.My stomach just isn't up to it.I will totally admit however, that if Twilight had come out when I was 13, I would have been all over that shit. I would have been an epically sexually frustrated teenager with an affinity for (much) older, pasty white men who sparkle.Harry Potter came out then instead - so I'm just a big nerd.