I’m over the, umm, vampire thing…

This has been on my mind…wasn’t really brave enough to share…but here I go!

I was lured into reading Twilight  by Stephanie Meyer(young adult vampire love story made into a movie in case you missed it somehow) by a friend who knew exactly what she was doing.   She had read the whole series of 4 books in a matter of days and knew just how it would play out once I was pulled into the first exciting adventure.  So my poor babies were neglected as I devoured the books as fast as I could, though I bet not fast enough for my friend waiting to read the next one, as she had been lured in as well!  The first was by far the best, but I was not let down by my time invested in the others (pretty quick reads).  I was a little amused over all the fuss and draw for such an age range but all for anything that gets people reading – I did start my career as a reading teacher, and one of my favorite classes to teach is children’s literature, so…

What had me really drawn was this “vote for abstinence on a technicality” through the plot…if you didn’t read and aren’t interested in reading, there is no sex for this teen couple because the vampire is so drawn to literally eat her up, he doesn’t want to crush her delicate human skeleton accidentally in the throes of passion.  So whatever, but as a result, what Stephanie Meyer creates is this slow burn of physical draw between the two characters sharing perhaps an option to jumping in and quickly dousing the flames.  I like that she shares this magnetic pull for the young adult audience so captivatingly – I’ve not read another author who does the same so well.  So you go Stephanie girl!

Now here is the part that makes me chuckle.  Before I read the books, when I heard all the buzz even, I just wasn’t interested in reading about vampires.   I never read Anne Rice or any other vampire novelist…sci-fi and gore is really not my thing.  However, I thought after reading this series that perhaps I had misjudged.  Readers, based on my endeavors since noted series reading, I’ve not misjudged, missed the boat in this genre subset, or even misrepresented my opinion.  In my post series reading quest, I thought I would branch out on some vampire novelists (WHYWHY WHY???)  so I did a search for vampires and yes a bit of romance and holy crap!  The first that I started to read was way to entrenched in the realm without pulling me along…way to many assumptions and I just wasn’t drawn in…nothing explicit or shocking, but there was some misinformation…as in vampires being poisoned by the sun and having to drink a tonic that will eventually poison them and everyone knowsthat the sun just makes vampires sparkle like diamonds…Stephanie said so!  So I tossed that tosser aside and plunged into the next trial – I should have known by the title and I really must not have been paying attention..really even to embarrassed to tell you the title or much about the plot – well, okay – just a bit…turns out this little author decided to have her “undead” be a little worker for Lucifer of which there are several categories, his being the seducer, and, well, he pleasures evil humans to their death…nuts and nonsense I just stopped reading because I was laughing too hard to see the print…are you kidding me???  What are they paid for this???  NO MORE VAMPIRES FOR ME!

BB said…

too good not to share…yesterday in the Rover beast, here’s the way it went:

BB: Mommy, I have a pwobwem…

Me: what’s wrong?

BB: by nose is too cwose to by mowf when I hab a code and I snees ad it needs to stop now.

and at bedtime

BB: Mommy, take off your rings…they scratch me up!

Me: I can’t they’re my wedding rings and they are just stuck there!

BB: did you just get them?

Me: nope…got them a LONG time ago

BB: tell me about it – how daddy rescued you from the dragon

Me:what?? what dragon?

BB: you know, you were there…you’re the princess…what did the dragon look like?

ME:well….(what???)what did Daddy tell you he looked like?

BB:he didn’t remember…YOU tell me…was he mean?

Me:What do you think happened…

BB: I think you and daddy went for a walk and then the dragon came up and was breathing fire and then daddy chased him away and then you got married and then you saw the dragon again and what happened next???

Me: you mean with the dragon?

BB:yeah!

Me: well, I guess he wore himself out because he didn’t even have enough fire left to cook a meatball!(thank you Robert Muench!!)

BB: not enough to cook a meatball? to cook a meatball??giggle giggle

Me: you like that?

BB: oh yeah!  then what

Me: well, then after we got married we rode away in a carriage drawn by horses on a beautiful fall day and went to our party!(at least that part is true!)

BB:oh…okay…night mommy.

swear to you this is all gospel out of my BB’s mouth – where does he get this stuff???

Go on and have yourself a happily ever after today…it’s apparently in the air and applicable to us all:)

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About attraversiamodarmaz

Midwestern girl who loves big city shopping (note - do not love high heels of any kind) * hate to say that first because I fancy myself a yoga chic too who is into feng shui and a minimalist life but it's just not all true!* I do forget to recycle* LOVE reading and music and most things crafty (the idea of them - very fickle and creative urges come and go faster than light or sound)* Grand chef and baker in my own mind and kitchen - love to mix and match recipes for a glorious new concoction* Gardening would be very successful - I have a flair but short attention span can cause casualties* True bliss is my home filled with three beautiful children (four on the weekends - an amazing Goddaughter)* did forget to feed the beautiful children lunch once when they were too small to remind me* can't find socks for all on some crazy mornings* I'm a learner who just can't help it...a writer in my head, and a college instructor for a half dozen classes a year* can't help my right brain optimism* been a foster mom* am a very grateful mom of adopted children* worst life moment: leaving the E.R. with an empty baby carrier* this is me...pretty much
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