Friday, October 17, 2008

I just finished chapter four of Twilight.


Ok, I finally started Twilight. I know I'm behing the curve, but between getting hitched and teaching school I haven't had the hours to devote to something fun. I could put it off no longer. I hate to read something just becasue it's trendy, but I also hate to miss something that's really GOOD, so I'm devoting the rest of my vacation to finishing. I want to blog my thought as I read. Kind of a stream of consciousness, inner monologue thing. That's only if I can stop reading long enough to get my thoughts on paper (read: cyperspace).
As the title says I just finised chapter four. I'm intriqued. I know enought from what others have said to realize there's more going on that what I realize. My brain is going crazy tyring to predict what it is. If I didn't know there was more to it, I'd be mad at Edward at this point. Where does he get off saying, "We shouldn't be friends" and then in the same moment asking Bella to Seattle with his devistatingly handsome tawny eyes?
JERK!
I have a feeling Edwards is a lot older than a high school kid should be. His "banter" is much more sophisticated than an Alaskan/Washington teenager.
I'm afraid I was a lot like Bella when I was seventeen. A sucker for a cute boy. Even if I knew he was bad news, as Edward so obviously is. He even said so himself. "How can she be mad at him one minute and enamored the next?" I ask myself. Then I chuckle, because I know how.
I feel vulnerable typing my assertions as I read. Those of you who know the truth are probably laughing at me.

edit: I wonder if Bella believes Jacob's cold ones story?
edit: It appears she does...
I'm a little annoyed. I searched online for a picture of the novel, but had to avoid dozens of fan adn movie sites. I'm happy that Stephenie Meyer is now independently wealthy, but wish I could have enjoyed these books in isolation. Maybe I should spend some time looking for the next big thing so I can be ahead of the curve next time. Hm...I haven't heard too much hype about Percy Jackson. Maybe there's hope.

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