BR #1: Twilight by Stephenie Meyer

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I hadn't read Twilight in awhile because after the movies came out, I couldn't read about Bella and Edward without thinking of Kristin Stewart and Robert Pattinson. It was like trying to eat your favorite food while someone talked about dog poop. Blecgh. That finally wore off, though, and I'm glad it did.

I really thought I was getting over this obsession, but now I can see that the feelings had only faded because I'd forgotten how truly wonderful the books are. When I started reading, I was viewing them objectively and I could see how people would be irritated with Bella and view her as some sort of emo kid. But then I got sucked back into the story and my love for it returned full force.

Now, I've matured somewhat in recent years (just a little bit, mind you) and I can talk rationally about things that are serious, things that really matter. If you want to have an adult discussion about religion or current issues or whatever, sure. I can do that. But when it comes to something unimportant, like my opinion on a book, I give myself full freedom to be as ridiculous as I may want to be.

I say all that to say, I'm unashamedly, unconditionally, irrevocably in love with Stephenie Meyer and the worlds she creates through her writing. My dad says that someday I'll be embarrassed by how I've acted over these books, but I really don't agree.