A Canadian from the mountains, who has lived on four different coastal shores in the past 15 years, has now landed in the English countryside. It is here that I take the accumulation of life to date: a mixture of sex, alcohol, yogic philosophy and fat acceptance activism, and apply the lessons I have learned to my daily life.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Twilight effects on a 32 year old mother to be....
It all started a few days ago. My company had left and I was alone in the house. I had purposefully bought the first two books of the Twilight series. My thoughts? Teenage angst is the best way to recover from a very busy month. Everyone I know who has read the series has said that the writing was poor but that they made it through all four books in a week. I remember the same sort of dialog about the Harry Potter books, none of which I thought were written poorly at all. When I started Twilight I sighed… it really is poorly written. I decided to keep reading. Around 100 pages into the book I wondered what all the hype was about. I put the book down and tried to go to sleep. Five hours later I was ¾ through the book. I finished it the next morning after breakfast. That was yesterday. Now I am a little over half way through the second book and don’t have the third or fourth books yet. I know I will be finished this book by the time I go to sleep. My plan for this week was to dive right in, and that I have. I am guessing my afternoon will be spent driving to our closest local shopping centre, 30 minutes away, and hunting down the next books in the series. Sigh.
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