I am mortified at myself. Truly aghast. Shamed. I can no longer hold my head up and face my friends and family.
I started reading the Twilight saga.
My background as an English major and a reader of erudition has taken a nosedive into the morass of popular culture, and for that I am chagrined. But you know, I have to admit--grudgingly--that it's a pretty darn good story. Not the best written novel I've ever come across, but the story...surprisingly compelling. I've been avoiding the whole Twilight-Edward Cullen-Robert Pattinson frenzy ever since the books came out, and then when the film debuted--Well, I sniffed, I just don't see the point. Wasn't it some kind of teen/tween-oriented bullshit anyway?
Silly me. Never turn your nose up at anything, chilluns. You might find yourself eating your words with a side salad and a glass of wine.
Off to read now. And yeah, I've already seen the first movie. Waiting for the second one to come out on DVD.....
Sigh.
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