Currently listening to: "Full Moon" by the Black Ghosts.
It's controversial, it's exaggerated, it's completely, freaking HILARIOUS. For all those people who were just slightly scandalized by Breaking Dawn (not that I'm one of the haters, sorry!):
I especially heart the last bit about Midnight Sun *sob*. That was a sad day, it really was.
Showing posts with label Breaking Dawn. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Breaking Dawn. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Saturday, May 3, 2008
The Host
I did it. I bought The Host.
I already knew that, in some massive mix-up with the UK publishers, The Host was released in some countries – Australia one of them – a full month before America (now THAT is unheard of). I knew it and yet, walking into the bookstore, my stomach disappeared – possibly evacuated my body – when I saw the book under the ‘just landed’ section. And then, somehow, I was transferring 30-something-bucks out of my account and purchasing the thing.
I couldn’t help it; the layout was so similar to the Twilight novels. I guess I bought it in a way to offset the pain of waiting for Breaking Dawn.
So far, I’ve read the first couple of chapters (even though I bought it Thursday – a record for me, I’m sure). At first I felt I was reading it under obligation – not just to my bank account, but to Meyer as well – kind of feeling detached over the whole thing, like I was watching a documentary in school again that is just dripping in apathy. But the last chapter I read saved it for me – it contained just enough intrigue to get my cogs working - only because the male lead has entered the scene, of course. What can I say? It’s a little bone given to the monster in me just waiting for Edward Cullen to appear in this story... laser beams or no laser beams.
Edward...
You see, already being a fan of Stephenie Meyer, this shouldn’t be at all the climactic and unexpected action it is. But I was fully prepared to let the hype pass me by. It was Sci-Fi; I don’t do Sci-Fi. And the whole body-snatcher-alien train of thought? I outgrew that in Animorphs some eight years ago.
I already knew that, in some massive mix-up with the UK publishers, The Host was released in some countries – Australia one of them – a full month before America (now THAT is unheard of). I knew it and yet, walking into the bookstore, my stomach disappeared – possibly evacuated my body – when I saw the book under the ‘just landed’ section. And then, somehow, I was transferring 30-something-bucks out of my account and purchasing the thing.
I couldn’t help it; the layout was so similar to the Twilight novels. I guess I bought it in a way to offset the pain of waiting for Breaking Dawn.
So far, I’ve read the first couple of chapters (even though I bought it Thursday – a record for me, I’m sure). At first I felt I was reading it under obligation – not just to my bank account, but to Meyer as well – kind of feeling detached over the whole thing, like I was watching a documentary in school again that is just dripping in apathy. But the last chapter I read saved it for me – it contained just enough intrigue to get my cogs working - only because the male lead has entered the scene, of course. What can I say? It’s a little bone given to the monster in me just waiting for Edward Cullen to appear in this story... laser beams or no laser beams.
Edward...I’ll keep you all posted!
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