Sure. The first act of participating and I’ve gotta talk about vampires. Actually, scratch that, that is quite fitting when you consider that I started reading horror at seven, got off on sadistic blood scenes (not Harlequins) at 15 and read all four books of the Twilight within (I think it was) three days.
I totally sold my kid out to read those damn 15 pound epics. Sagas of…well, poor writing.
I mean, come on, it wasn’t craftily woven, it wasn’t screaming talent, it was pure addiction. I was jonseing to get away from Bella’s whining about the rain – seriously, Bella, fuck off, lots of us get rained on – and waiting with bated breath to read about them getting it on.
(shit. I just spoke to a fictional character on my blog. Where’s the meds?)
Anyways. About the Edward/Bella horizontal mambo [(though I highly doubt it was merely horizontal, or a mambo - he is a vampire whose been trapped in a, what, 17-year old's body for a long time. Do you know what that means? Drive of a 17 year old boy, but a hundred years experience. Pretty much the opposite of most devirginizing stories you've heard.) am I going to break someone's heart if I talk about more than the first book? If so, spoiler], I saw that coming. It was the most obvious about-to-happen thing ever. But damn, did I have to read a lot of whining for it. And then? Seriously? That’s all I got? That was some disappointment.
You’d think it was a teen book or something.
Oh. Wait.
So. That was a few months ago.
I read. I gave away my copies and I promptly got over it.
With each friend that saw the movie once, or multiple times – you know who you are, you, you and especially YOU – I got less into seeing it. Then someone said meh about it and I was even more less interested – said meher has given me wicked good movie suggestions, eh?
Then I was at the movie store with Isobel and JDawg last Saturday and we were getting three new releases. It was magically, for no reason known to me, my first pick. He definitely didn’t wanna see it, Isobel was cool with watching anything that meant she could stay up later and I…have no clue, but definitely wasn’t excited to see it.
There was no hyperventilation. No must-buy-this. It was alright. Not that great. What’d I get out of it?
About 75% of the way through, a sudden urge.
Vampires. They always do it to for me.
