I have to admit, Twilight was a great read. I picked it up at the airport on my way home and started reading in the waiting area. By the time we boarded I was on page 55. When we reached cruising altitude I was on page 92. Then I had to restrain myself from reading on the flight because I had work to do. And that was no easy feat. The book is addictive. The last time I picked up a book that hooked me like Twilight did was when I read The Da Vinci Code (yes, I read it. And yes, I enjoyed it). Now don't get me wrong -- I am not saying that either of these books is an example of good writing. In fact, they're both really bad in many many ways, trashy almost. But Stephenie Meyer is a master at capturing teenage angst, awkwardness and frustration, not to mention the imagination of the reader. It's as though the story is crafted in a way to hit all of the same nerve endings that cocaine does, creating a rush (while you're reading), comedown (when you put the book down), desire for more (several minutes after you've put the book down), and then withdrawal (when you finish the book). (BTW, I've actually never done cocaine, so if I got my metaphoric drug-addled phases wrong, forgive me).
I have always said that I do not have an addictive personality, however, I find myself thinking about Bella and Edward at various times throughout the day, wondering what happens in the next book. I have created a rule for myself that I will not read all 4 books in a row, but instead space them with at least a book in between. If I have to make rules its a sure sign that I have a problem, and I guess I can't pride myself on not having an addictive personality anymore.
I'm not going to summarize the story -- Meezly did an excellent job of that, so there's really nothing more to say except that, for what it is, Twilight is a lot of fun.
MY RATING: 7/10