Romantic

I am a total romantic. I hadn't truly realized this until about two weeks ago. I can only remember two books I've read in one night: Umberto Eco's the Name of the Rose and Frank Herbert's Dune.
Two weeks ago, I finally picked up Stephanie Meyer's Twilight . It had been sitting on my self for a few months and look like an easy read. I finished it at 4 in the morning.

The next day I went out and bought the next two books in the series and devoured them as well.

This would not be a big deal except that I've been reading some part of them for every night since. I crawl into bed and turn to my favorite scenes: the near-death by van, the meadow, the car ride, the rescue, the Volturi, the ring, the death by beheading. Hmmm...I should probably explain that the books are about a teenage girl who falls in love with a vampire.

There is a huge online community dedicated to the Twilight books. The teaser trailer for the new movie has been viewed more the 2 million times. (I think I've seen it ten times myself)

Why? I don't really know. All I can think of is that books hit some deep seated desire in (mostly) women to be wanted by someone who loves you so much that they will deny themselves what they want most (in the case of Edward--Bella's blood).

I don't like thinking of myself this way. I don't really believe that there is such a thing as true love anyway. But I guess I love escaping into a world where it exists.