My parents blessed me with their love of reading and when I find a good book I can not put it down.
Last Wednesday I decided to see what the hype was all about and I picked up Twilight, the first of four books in the series. I knew it was about vampires and I was certain that I’d hate it and even was irritated at forking over the ten bucks to buy it when I was sure I couldn’t get through it. Little did I know…?
Obsessed does not seem to cover what these books have done to me. I am infatuated, I can not get enough of these characters and I have been completely neglecting my family as I immerse myself further into their stories.
To give you an idea of how deep I am involved, it is now Thursday and I have finished three of the four books and am 535 pages into the fourth. As Kassidy keeps pointing out I have read 2,327 pages in 7 days and I will most certainly finish the last 233 pages of Breaking Dawn tonight. I already have tickets to see the movie opening night.
Weirdly, I don’t want to finish the last book because then I won’t have another to go on to. I am actually depressed thinking about it.
I could go on and on about these books, but I don’t want to reveal too much of my neurosis. Obviously, I highly recommend these books and can not wait to read them over and over again.
Last Wednesday I decided to see what the hype was all about and I picked up Twilight, the first of four books in the series. I knew it was about vampires and I was certain that I’d hate it and even was irritated at forking over the ten bucks to buy it when I was sure I couldn’t get through it. Little did I know…?
Obsessed does not seem to cover what these books have done to me. I am infatuated, I can not get enough of these characters and I have been completely neglecting my family as I immerse myself further into their stories.
To give you an idea of how deep I am involved, it is now Thursday and I have finished three of the four books and am 535 pages into the fourth. As Kassidy keeps pointing out I have read 2,327 pages in 7 days and I will most certainly finish the last 233 pages of Breaking Dawn tonight. I already have tickets to see the movie opening night.
Weirdly, I don’t want to finish the last book because then I won’t have another to go on to. I am actually depressed thinking about it.
I could go on and on about these books, but I don’t want to reveal too much of my neurosis. Obviously, I highly recommend these books and can not wait to read them over and over again.
