I am a bookworm. I love books. I read just about anything from chick lit to Christian fiction to non-gore suspense to just regular old fiction. I have never been into the sci-fi, paranormal type books. I attempted a pass at Harry Potter when it was the big rage and, well, it just didn't do anything for me.
So when my fellow best bookworm Jamie asked me if I had read the reviews or heard much about some Young Adult series by Stephanie Meyer I told her that I had seen the books at the store and knew they were popular but that I didn't think they would be something I would enjoy reading. She told me to check out the reviews online and to just see what I thought. So we both decided to get the first book, Twilight, and take a stab at it.
I started the first book yesterday, all 544 pages, and couldn't put the book down. Not only did I finish that book, but I also bought the remaining three in the series and finished the second one, New Moon, at 3 am.
Okay yes it is a young adult series, and yes it is about vampires, and yes it is a love story, but wow... I am addicted. A-D-D-I-C-T-E-D. I never in a million years thought I would enjoy these books. I scoffed at Jamie when she mentioned them. Not only do the characters and storyline suck you in, but this series teaches life lessons –– Lessons about dedication, family, friendships, giving into desires. No diet pill reviews, she stole my boyfriend, my mom hates me. Just good old reading.
I am a 1/4 way through the third book. I have so many things to get done before my flight on Friday that I really can't be reading. I shouldn't be reading. But I have to read. I have to find out what happens to my bloodsucker friends. I need to know. Maybe I should just read a bit more just to learn how to NOT give into my desires.