Lies I told myself (no parents necessary)

I told myself that I wouldn't get caught up in the hype about Twilight. I told myself that I might still be a teenage girl, but even I had better sense than that. I told myself a lot of things, really. And the most confusing part is that now, having read the three books in the Twilight Saga that have been published so far, I'm not sure whether I've listened to myself or not.

I can't say the books wowed me. On the originality scale, they were better than Eragon, though so is 98% of all written material. The writing was decent, even actually good in some parts, but nothing like the imagery of Diane Duane or the powerful voice of Jim Butcher came through. I'd say that in all likelihood, she and I have about the same writing proficiency (which alternately depresses me and provides me with some hope -- because if her writing is that normal and she can get such a big hype going, then surely I have a chance, but I wish I could do better).

The books didn't wow me. But they did something to me. And so here I am writing about it to figure it out, in a few points on which I have had far too many thoughts.

( If you have actually read the books, or if you just want to be spoiled and potentially entertained by my musings, click here. )

And now for a completely unrelated but really interesting-looking survey.

( Three Things )