A reaction to The Twilight Saga and Breaking Dawn Part 2. Spoilers abound.
I think it is best to start with introductions. I am a girl in my dying twenties with a little piece of my heart still pinned to adolescence, which should explain my predilection to pick up something from the chic-lit side of the bookstore. Now Twihards will be hell bent to dispel the branding of Stephenie Meyer‘s work as chic-lit, but as most people would not be bothered to specifically categorize, I will drop that argument from the get go.
My literary BFF introduced me to the first book, and we both were in love with Edward and imagining we were Bella long before it became a joke. The prose was not perfect, yes. At times, it was long, dragging and self-indulging. The characters have their moments being one-dimensional, but for all these faults it was the dynamics that worked, and that unique take on the vampire romance. I guess we’ve all been well exposed to how vampires are romanticized, it was easy to take a huge bite at the first offering that showed the most heart and the least gore.