Yesterday, pre Bond, the Ogre and I went to the bookstore. Oh, yes, you know where this is leading...New Moon, Twilight part 2 or "I'm in the big dumb girl book club" as the Ogre so lovingly stated.
Oh, I wasn't hiding my need for Twilight in a basket full of other things this time. No, I stood right in front of the Teen Hot Picks table, shoved an actual teenager out of my way, and hugged the book throughout the store.
Later, while checking if book 3 was available in paperback, I scared the teen girl's mom into just sucking it up and buying all 4 books in hardcover..."it's better if they all match, right?" It was just a ploy to get them out of the section...my section of teen reading.
Is it because I missed out on this particular genre of books when I was a teen? Did I not get enough dirty vampire lovin' from Lestat? Oh, hell, it's like k.d. Lang sang...Constant Craving. It just hits the right spot. (well, I hear the right spot finally gets hit in book 4)
Movie good? Book 4, how is it?? Can I make it through Thanksgiving without book 3????
It is just pathetic now.