Back to reality...sadly

Greeting's dear readers, I'm sorry it's been so long since I posted. In truth it's been awhile since I felt like one of you, just a regular human that is. I was really getting used to and even enjoying my fangs, the unquenchable thirst for blood, my supernatural gifts and senses that allow me to leap from the rooftops, crush boulders, and hear other people's thoughts. Ah yes, I pity all of you mortal humans who have to age past the age of 26, I'm sticking with 26 for well...forever, but don't worry, I won't feed on your blood, I'm of the vegetarian kind, I only hunt animals; mountain lions are my favorite...ok ok, sorry, breathe in, breathe out...ok...I think I'm better now, just another panicky moment of withdrawal. This would be the part where Nick looks at me and says, "oh my god, you're an addict." An addict to vampires that is. So call me obsessed, call me lame, dorky, or someone who needs to get a life, but I can't deny the facts, I have a serious obsession with vampires. For anyone who has even the slightest idea of what's playing in the theaters currently, surely you've already guessed exactly which vampires I'm obsessed with but I'll explain for those of you poor souls who aren't aware of the phenomena most commonly known by the first books title, Twilight. Let me start at the beginning...

About a month or so ago my sister came by to watch one of the final episodes of Project Runway and with a mischievous grin dropped 4 mammoth novels into my lap proclaiming them as some of the best books she'd ever read. She followed her passionate declaration with the words, "they can't even really be called teen fiction, they're so amazing!" I cut off her words at "teen fiction" and scoffed at her promise that I wouldn't be able to put them down while casually telling her I'd get around to them when I had nothing better to do. Besides, my nightstand was already full with other trash fiction I needed to finish. And so the books sat, patiently waiting for me to "get around to them" until the Sunday before Thanksgiving when I woke up before Nick to a perfectly cozy morning of nothing to do but read in bed...one of my favorite activities. I picked up the first book, Twilight, and began what was to become a whirlwind of a week. Each of the books are 600+ pages and by Wednesday evening I was seriously considering skipping the biggest bar night of the year and Marc's birthday to stay home and start the third book. Fanatic?!? That can't even begin to describe it! Thanksgiving came and went and every spare moment I could get out of a family activity I was off in a corner reading, I couldn't tell you what games were on, in fact, I guiltily admit to missing a funeral visitation, Black Friday's shopping deals, and the entire terrorist attack on India due to my frenzied reading...I don't think I looked at the TV for an entire week! My sister was sooo right, I literally couldn't put them down, they sucked me in completely and I when I wasn't reading I was dreaming about vampires or thinking about the beautifully described romance between the vampire Edward and his all-too-human soul mate Bella. So when I reached page 700 of 753 in the last book, 'Breaking Dawn' on my lunch break yesterday I started to feel sad. Sadness over the inevitable end to my time in the world of vampires, werewolves, and a delicate love story. I have never had a problem "buying into" books of fantasy like Harry Potter and Lord of The Rings and this was no exception. It's the reason I love fiction so much because literally anything is possible if you let your mind go there. Okay okay so I'm going overboard here and probably boring you to death but I can't rave enough about these books! They're a phenomena for a reason so don't let the "teen fiction" tag stop you from giving the Twilight series a chance and definitely don't let the movie stop you from reading, it doesn't even come close to the books!!

I think Nick's glad to finally have me back in the real world, he was starting to get worried that it would require fake fangs, deep shadows under his eyes, and a growl to get me to pay any attention to him again after I was utterly useless all weekend but I'm back for him and for our faithful readers! I'm still a little sad that I'm done with the books, but I'll just have to find another series to take my imagination away again!