Oh yes faithful readers... I am one of those...
Ok ok, before you unfollow me, and shut down your web browser never to return to Lizzie in Progress again, hear me out. I blew everyone off when they told me I should read them. I figured they were the next Harry Potter- great for some, but I just never got into.
But I was wrong. Really wrong. These books were so damn good. Like, consume-my-life-won't-take-a-shower-and-I-have-no-time-for-sleep-or-food good. There was a point [sometime around Eclipse, I believe] that I was praying for all the traffic lights to turn red so I could crack the book open for 28-45 seconds. By the end of the series I hated JEGs because he didn't love me as much as Edward loved Bella. It was bad. REAL bad.
I saw the first movie at my friend JDs place while I was only half way through the book and I HATED it. Seriously.. HATED IT. I was so dissapointed with the first movie that I almost didn't finish the book, let alone the series. After much prodding from my friends, I soldiered on and I am so glad I did. In New Moon, I fell in like with Jacob Black.
That's right. All you chicken heads can keep your Edward. I'll take my Jacob.
Anyway, I flew through the the rest of the books in under two weeks and then a great emptiness filled my life. Where were Bella and Edward? They had left me. When I heard about the unfinished manuscript on Stephanie Meyers' website, I was elated! However, that was only about half of the book, and in less then a week I was back to being empty and alone. I tried to fill the void with a few Jodi Picoult books, but it just wasn't the same. I just couldn't have the same connection to another set of characters. I was like... I was cheating on them. I felt so dirty.
I confess I still haven't finished a book since then. Sure, I've picked up a few- I've even read a couple chapters- but I haven't finished anything. I would have to wait until the next movie came out.
When I saw the first poster for the newest movie, that happy feeling returned to my chest. Bella! Edward! Jacob! You've come back to me! The countdown had begun... 256 days and counting. When it got down to less then a month I started making plans for a viewing party that Saturday. But my bestie had bigger plans.
Chungster snagged us some tickets for the midnight show tonight [tomorrow? I don't know]. So yes, this 28-year-old woman will be standing in line with a bunch of teenage girls while their moms wait in the mini vans parked outside.
I. can't. wait.
Always & Forever,