What I mean is, I can't believe I managed to pull myself away from my completely self-indulgent teenage fantasy land that is the Twilight series. Shoot, man. I put that off for a while. I've had those books sitting on my shelf, insisted that they be read by my neighbor. Sure, sure. I'd get around to it. But you know there are a lot of things I've been meaning to read, and this is like, for teenagers.
Well call me little darlin and let me pin up my jeans! Holy crap have I been sucked in! Those books, they are not "well written" from any literary standpoint no doubt. But their gooshey, romantic innards are far too much to resist. Before you know it you are staying up till 1am reading even though your dog tired and picking your book back up in the morning before you even get out of your bed. I have to hand it to this Stephanie Meyer (author). I can honestly say that as soon as I open the book up now I am instantly transported to her mystical creature laden teenage dream land. And do I feel cool about this? No, not really. But am I resisting it? Hell no!
So later gators. I have to go back to my vampire boyfriend.
1 comments:
Oh, how well I know that feeling. I lost an entire week to those books about a year and a half ago. It is kind of like eating an entire store-bought cake with sickly sweet icing. Afterwards you feel so ashamed but during it is so delicious.
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