Like so many things loved by youthful girls, Stephenie Meyer’s diaries have been rejected as rubbish. I thought this too – until I detected how addictive and prurient they are
It requires a strange sort of skill to miss a phenomenon such as Twilight. The first instalment of Stephenie Meyer’s young adult series being issued in 2005, when I was 15 and ripe for an obsession with monsters and sexual control. But I had recently fall in love with a son who read Douglas Adams and Terry Pratchett, and other funny books by males. I writhe now to think of it, but I followed his penchant madly, parroting his impressions that Twilight was overrated, questionable rubbish, without read it for myself. Of track, I came to learn how often all things beloved by youthful girls are rejected, and I’ve never done it since- still, it made lockdown for me to finally read this contemporary classic. And while it is true Twilight has its publications, the books are addictive; so much better so that Meyer’s internet-breaking announcement of a new Twilight book, Midnight Sun, on Monday had me preordering faster than a girl melting under the intense gaze of a sparkly vampire.
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