Kidding, right? Tell me you're kidding.
I guess to some, the window of opportunity for seeing New Moon is a small one -- much smaller than say, traveling somewhere cool to experience something completely new. Then it hit me! Seeing New Moon opening night is the only way to make it cool and completely new. It's not cool to see it the next day, or wait... gasp... heaven forbid, two weeks later. Gasp.
See, here is what's happening. I came to work with Spouse today to meet the boys and Yashi (the resident female on the team.) Nice people and loads of fun. However, they are working. I am not. There isn't much for me to do. Raju (the driver) has been given the afternoon off because they are taking us somewhere fancy tonight. I wish I had the guts to explore this frontier on my own but I'm feeling rather delicate. Wearing a frilly skirt doesn't help.
So what do I do? Get caught up on my Google Reader list. One such post made me chuckle with joy. It was Megan again. She always does that. But this time she had exceeded my expectations by referencing that two-bit teeny-bopper-romance as New Goon instead of New Moon.
Now that's funny. I don't care who you are. Or which Jake or Edwardian team you belong to.
This is when I realized that with the many hours I have to kill, I could write up my Stephenie Meyer tangent. One that has produced more eyeball rolling by yours truly than anything else (as of late, anyway.)
I have read the Twilight series. I find them surprisingly entertaining. They are good little stories for what they are: Young adult romances with a splash of suspense and action. It's also good to see that those little stories have turned a bunch of non-readers I know into somewhat readers - or better yet, full-fledged readers!
Any book that gets people to read is a good book.
Spouse has read all four of those teeny-bopper books. He's one to recognize hype and get right down to where the hype originates. Either that or he's pressured by peers. (If you know Spouse, you can attest that this pressured by peers bit is a farce. That and he has no peers. And if he did have peers they'd be reading Huntin' Fool instead of Twilight. Speaking of which, you should see Spouse baffle his hunting buddies with his voluptuous vocabulary. Funny. Then again, Spouse knows some great words and baffles even the nerdiest of word nerds.)
I must stress at this time, that there are several things these Twilight stories are not. I've had a gut-full of people trying to stir up a fantasy that doesn't exist. (I've also had a gut-full of rockin' Indian food. YUM!)
The Twilight Books are not:
- Classic literature.
- Written well.
- The answer to your marital problems.
- Thought provoking.
- A guide for realistic romance.
- Representation of Mormons or their religion.
- Adult romance novels with pointers.
- An excuse for women in their 30s (and 40s and 50s and 60s) to lust after teenagers. Even if those teenagers are fictional. Ewe.