If you don’t give two shits about my review, I grant you permission to leave a completely unrelated comment…not that I’m a nut about that in the first place. Some of you are just too polite.
Roughly two weeks ago, I posted a blog about my self-assigned summer homework of rereading Twilight. I promised to post an in-depth, unbiased analysis of the novel when I was finished, and I may have suggested that said analysis would be in video format. Well, I spent an hour trying to film myself because my camera kept doing strange things, and then the video file turned out so large that it took forty minutes just to transfer it from my memory card to my computer. Needless to say, it was going to take at least twelve hours to upload onto YouTube. I said “like” every other word and didn’t even hit all the points I wanted to, anyway, so I trashed it. Instead, you get this picture of me reading and taking notes in my jammies and a written review.
My mom finished reading The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo by Stieg Larson yesterday. She enthusiastically told me this as soon as she came home from work. Her delight reminded me of how I felt when I finally finished Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone after months of toil in the first grade. It was adorable. But after I got over how cute my mom was being, I realized how strange the situation was. I’ve been alive for almost eighteen years, and I’ve never seen my mother read a book. She’s always been too busy, too tired. I, on the other hand, have been an avid reader since I was old enough to hold a book, yet I haven’t read for my own enjoyment in over a year. Now I’m the one who’s too busy and tired.
I’ve been meaning to get back into reading for awhile now. I thought spring break was going to be my time to shine, but I was slapped with the unfortunate (and ultimately useless) task of reading Angela’s Ashes for my English class and never got the chance. Now that it’s summer, I definitely have the time. I’ve just been clueless about what I should read. My local library is useless. That place is only there for old people in need of the latest Nora Roberts novel and kids who want to take part in cutesy events that have nothing to do with reading. I can’t buy new books either. I’ve spent way too much this summer and I’ve only been out for two weeks. My only option is to pick books I already own.
Of course, I immediately gravitated towards Harry Potter. When all else fails, good ol’ Harry P. will always be there. But even though I can plow through those books fairly quickly, I do have three books I need to read for school and college applications to complete. I would hate to fall off track and leave the summer only halfway through the series. Besides, there can be too much of a good thing. I want to reread the series the summer before I head off to college, and I think two summers in a row might be overkill. So I threw that idea out the window.
I searched through my entire bookcase with little success…Until I reached the bottom shelf. There sat the three black, white, and red books I had cast aside many years ago in my wannabe hipster defiance. The Twilight series. I read the first two books when I was in the seventh grade, and I was in love. But after Eclipse, I found myself a little disenchanted. I don’t remember much about the book, but I do remember feeling like the series was losing steam. And then the hysteria broke out over the movies. I completely lost interest. Just hearing the names Edward or Jacob made me cringe slightly, even if they had nothing to do with the characters from the novels. I’ve never even bothered to read Breaking Dawn.
But I can’t lie to myself and say I’ve never enjoyed the series. I obviously did. I wouldn’t own the first three books if I didn’t. The question is, will I still enjoy them as an uber critical seventeen-year-old? Rereading them is the only way to find out, so that’s what I’m going to do. I still haven’t decided if I want to read all of them, or just Twilight. I guess it all depends on how I feel after Twilight. Whatever I decide, you can expect an in-depth, unbiased analysis when I’m finished.
I may even present said analysis in video format.
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