
Every Sunday while doing my grocery shopping at my local WalMart I pass by the book section and peruse the best sellers. I started seeing these simple black book covers a couple of years ago and was intrigued, but for some reason I never dared to pick one up. Something told me that it just wasn’t right. Hindsight is 20/20. Anyway, last fall I noticed my niece’s room plastered with pictures of the aforementioned “actor who had the crazy unwashed nast hair.”Yes, I am not proud of myself, but I ridiculed the suddenly emo pre-teen. Of course, I nevertotallyhad anythingChristian Slatertaped on my walls at her age. I started wondering about the appropriateness of these books for my niece. Certainly these were too adult for her...I was concerned for her soul. Around the same time, I decided that I should get aKindle. The reason I told everyone I wanted to get one was because I was traveling all the time and carrying around 2-3 books sucked; I really wanted the Kindle so I could read books that I was too embarrassed to read with the cover showing. I had an unfortunate experience a couple of years ago on a plane while reading Jennifer Weiner’s book Good In Bed (great read btw). Nuff said. Anyway, I thought, now is my time to read this Twilight book, to make sure it’s age appropriate for my niece of course. So I saved my Christmas money and my birthday money and finally got a Kindle. It arrived on my doorstep the next day, I shipped it overnight of course. I unwrapped it, caressed it, and then had to charge it before its first use. Bah, must have instant gratification! Of course, you all know what happened next. Waiting with baited breath, I downloaded my first e-book…Why We Suck…hehe seriously, by Denis Leary, it was hilarious. Still a little wary, I waited to download my secret yearning…it seemed so wrong. But I had to do it…for my niece. And then I threw caution to the wind and downloaded Twilight. I read all of the books and Midnight Sun in a week. It was crazy. You all know how it takes over your life. I barely slept. I read the books on my iPhone during meetings. (Yeah, I'm gadgety okay?) Somehow I felt like I had cheated my book reading shame. I even admitted to my niece that I was reading the books (which she totally almost ruined for me!). I was joyful…giddy even just thinking about the world of questionable reading material that was now open to me. And then one night on a crowded plane it happened…I heard a guy behind me whisper, “hey, isn’t that a Kindle?” OMG, people were going to want to see it. What was I going to do? Panic stricken, my first thought was to jam it back in my bag and hide it. Thankfully, I was saved by the bell (the plane began its descent), and I had to turn it off and put it away.(......) So now my secret is out…the girl blushing and fanning herself while sitting next to you on the airplane reading her Kindle definitely is not reading Jane Eyre.
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Mark Twain, wondering how he missed the vamp trend

Alex O'Loughlin, however, has a yummy fake accentMy husband, temporarily possessed by Satan, rented Twilight from the local video store several weeks ago. My question to him: “Isn’t that a kid movie? And what’s this vampire crap?” I watched with him, fully expecting to fall asleep after a few minutes.Then those damn Cullens walked into the cafeteria. That was all she wrote.When I asked my SIL if she’d seen the movie, she said, “Yeah, but the book is SO much better.” Great, now I had to read the book, too. And she was right. As much as I loved the movie (yeah, so sue me), I LOVED the book. I would go to work glassy eyed the next morning, and I’m sure my coworkers thought I was on crack. I learned quickly that I needed to ration the Twilight saga reading to 4 chapters a night, no matter how much it drove me nuts.I still haven’t read all the books, because, as an exercise in self-control, I’m taking a break in between each book. Of course, I’ve learned to fill all that time by readingTwilight blogs, so I might as well be reading the books. My husband thinks I’ve lost my mind when I sit and laugh at Twitarded’s Pocket Edward or the posts and comments at Random Acts of Rob or pretty much everything posted at Twilight Widowers Anonymous. We’ve been together almost 8 years now; he should know I’ve lost my mind.Since he won’t read the books so I can talk to him about them and my friends are still shaking their heads at me, I started this blog. Yeah, I know, like we needed one more grown woman talking about Twilight. Deal.
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So, here is my Twi-story. It's simple, but real:I will never forget that fate filled day when I picked up a copy of Twilight. It all started pretty innocently. It will be a year ago this August (08). I was literally living under a rock, having just had my fourth child. Surrounded by kids, diapers, dishes & countless other responsible I had reached the end of the proverbial rope. I knew where I could find instant relief, a compelling story. So I sent out a plead to all my friends, asking for someone to recommend a book. Immediately I got a reply which read as follows : If you haven't read Twilight then you MUST! I will even lend you the books if you'd like.Trusting my friend's taste, I went out that afternoon to Barnes & Noble. I'm the kind of girl who doesn't like to wait, so I decided to pick up New Moon, as well. The next day, having finished Twilight & at that point being halfway through New Moon, I rushed to Target and bought Eclipse. Three days later I had finished all four books (I made myself wait a whole day between finishing Eclipse and buying Breaking Dawn due to the travesty that was our house). When I had completed all four and read Midnight Sun, I immediately started rereading Twilight.Thus the cycle continued for weeks on end. I poured over the books, dissecting each part. At times, I would get so emotional about the story, I would literally throw the books across the room & storm out (poor Eclipse). At first my husband thought something was terribly wrong, however a month later he just believed I was insane. Especially after I stormed into our office and randomly yelled at him,"STUPID BELLA NEEDS TO STOP BEING A MORON! FREAKING MORON!! WHY WOULD SHE DO THAT TO EDWARD! EDWARD!!!" Then I'd rushed out of the room, back to the book where it laid on the floor to throw myself on the couch and start reading again.I fell in love with not only the characters but with Meyer herself. I loved the story. The essence of it all. NO, I do not believe she is the greatest writter EVER, but I do believe she is a pretty damn good writer. And honestly, the woman created Mr. Cullen thus introduced Mr. Pattinson into my life, how could I not forever adore her?All of that led me to pursuing the webernet in search of news, hell anything to keep the story going. Blogs, fan sites, fanfic, message boards.... I started sharing with my friends. Encouraging them to read the books while making sure to warn them their lives would NEVER be the same again. And this doesn't even touch the movie and the five times I saw it. Yep FIVE TIMES!
So there it is. A simple version of my Twi-story.
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