It turns out Twilight is all that and a bag of chips. I know, I know, I’m like 2 years late to the snack machine, but better late than never, right?
So after 2 days of non-stop reading (substitute swimming with Twilight and my life was not so different from Michael Phelps’s Olympic regimen: eat, read, sleep a little, get up in middle of the night to read, eat some breakfast, read some more on morning commute, eat some lunch, sneak a read in at work…etc. etc.) I finish it and immediately set out as a veritable one-woman publicity machine, telling everyone to get their hands on a copy, under the promise that this is “vampire love, at it’s finest”.
Fast forward a few days and I see my good friend - let’s call her “Gemma” - at dinner. Apparently, Gemma had taken me up on my endorsement, literally verbatim, and asked a bookseller for a copy of “Vampire Love”. Unbeknownst to Gemma (and a slightly perplexed bookseller), she is taken to the paranormal erotic section and handed copies of “I Only Have Fangs for You” and “Love Bites”. Poor girl. And the saddest bit of all, she has yet to read the book! Oh well, I guess she can get in line and borrow my copy, embarrassment-free.
How many of you have read the series? Did you devour it (pardon the pun) the same way I did?
