I am quite ashamed to say that I bought the book Twilight yesterday. Ashamed because, well, that’s not normally the kind of stuff I read. I mean, I’m not above reading love stories, or vampires (hello, Anne Rice!), but Christ, this book was light.
I was first made aware of it after seeing the books so prominently displayed in bookstore shelves under the Bestselling tag, and seeing young girls going ga-ga over it (should’ve been a warning right there). But I was bored yesterday, and too tired from carrying my laptop to bother going off someplace else to look for my usual authors.
I had gotten off work early and decided to wait for P at High Street in Global City. Fully Booked is always a great place to hang out in, so I entered and looked about for a book to read. Twilight was there, so tantalizingly close, and so tantalizingly close to a chair. So I thought, what the heck, might as well see what everyone’s so hung up on.
The book was pretty entertaining in the beginning, but really dragging, what with all the description about the beautiful vampires (thank you, I get it. THEY’RE BEAUTIFUL). Who doesn’t like reading about vampires? Especially vampires who don’t melt in the sun and drive fast cars?
I was so engrossed in the book that when P finally arrived, I couldn’t bear to put it down and just had to buy it. I regretted my decision when we got home and I got to the middle of the book. AND I BOUGHT THE HARDBOUND VERSION. Just thought I’d say that to punish myself more. Also, because it was relatively cheap for a hardbound book.
*SPOILERS!*
The love story is blah, the vampires weren’t as mysterious or interesting as they were made out to be, and the whole thing with them being beautiful and all was starting to get on my nerves.
*ENDSPOILERS*
I’m reminded of the other vampire novels I’ve read over the years. There was Anne Rice with her beautiful and murderous vampires, and Poppy Z. Brite’s Lost Souls novel, a book I had read a few years ago and liked. A bit. If not for all the gothic emo crap thrown in.

Which do you prefer: emo vampires, or pretty ones?
Then there was the movie 30 Days of Night, a film that scared the shit out of me and kept me up at night for nearly a week. Heck, I like their vampires better. At least they can be killed. Haha.

Who wouldn’t be scared of a vampire that hasn’t visited a dentist in years?
So, where was I…
I’m not really sure. It’s been a while since I last ranted, and I have no definite ending for this one. Let’s just say that I am quite scared for this generation’s reading habits if a book like Twilight made it into a bestseller list and is now a widely anticipated movie.
AND I JUST ADDED TO THE LIST. OMG.
Let’s just let that sink in for a while.