May 29, 2008

May 13, 2008

It's official. I am a 13 year-old girl.

It took me a day and a half to read the 544 pages of Twilight. It’s the completely absorbing love story between Bella, a 17 year-old girl and Edward, a beautiful 100 year-old vampire. Very “Buffy” yes, but with much less ass kicking and set in the Pacific Northwest. Bonus? Lots less sunlight.

The story manages to be amazingly romantic in spite of being bizarrely chaste (apparently the author is Mormon). There’s a bit too much “grimacing”, “glaring”, “glowering” and “hissing”, but it is a first novel, and the heroine is a teenager.

The novel is classified as Young Adult, which definitely makes it embarassing to read in the doctor's office. Especially when you're the person who when people rave about Harry Potter, you say "that's nice, but I'm an adult". The teenage characters and the lack of sex are probably enough to qualify for the YA distinction, but I personally found it far more riveting and well written than the equally chaste Da Vinci Code.

All in all, ridiculously entertaining fluff. I’m moving on to the sequel as soon as it arrives. Gives me just enough time to catch up on “Gossip Girl”.