(Oldie but a goodie, there.)
But that is not the Twilight I speak of. It's...
And holy crap, suffice it to say, I am obsessed.
I have only read the first in the series, but even before I finished it, I was at Borders, buying the second. I have not started it yet, maybe because I am still reeling in the feeling from the first one. Now, I am no lover of the supernatural, and freaky/scary/stories with blood in them don't normally appeal to me, but this was just, well, wow.
I was wondering if maybe I was becoming a Twi-Hard, but in looking that up, uh, no. Sounds a little more descriptive of the Junior High set. So, then, I thought maybe I was a Twilighter. Close, but apparently, according to some definitions, you must be in love with one of the characters. While surfing the urban dictionary, I came across the word "Twilf" which I thought might apply...I mean, it sounds like MILF, and has part of the word "Twilight" in it, but upon clicking on it, found it to be waaaaaaay off. (And ewww, by the way...) So, I guess I am just a 39 year old mom of three, living in Whitelegs, P to the A, who escaped into a fab, fab, fab book that happens to be about vampires. I was so lost in the book, that I can really say "escape". It is actually a vampire story, but that is sort of secondary to the love story, and that is the part that appeals, I think. But, it is not the entire appeal, I mean, can't you get that in any damn Nicholas Sparks (He is such an S.O.B., but don't get me started) novel? This is more about obsession, desire, a wanton lust kind of love. *Whew.* What a great read.
If you have not read it, I am driving the bandwagon today and slowing it down for you. Hop on. You will fall in love.
