Well it's over, and I'm glad. I finished Eclipse last Thursday night and picked up the fourth and final book in the Twilight series, Breaking Dawn on friday after work. I read, and read and read until Sunday night just after supper, I finished it (I took breaks to take care of the basic needs of my family and for sleep). Whew! Kev thought I should read much slower a little each night, savouring each chapter, making it last. I'm just not that kind of reader, I dive in and devour. Now that I'm done the series, at least
I'll be able to think about something else (maybe). I loved the series, might have loved it more if it were written for an adult audience, but that didn't detract from the overall story. The story definitely sucked me in and kept me reading, the characters were well developed, sympathetic and love able. After awhile the whole Jacob, Bella, Edward triangle just got to be too much as did the fairytale romance between Ed and Bella ( a few gag me moments). The ending felt a little rushed (despite being 734 pages), the final conflict slightly disappointing, but it finished with a nice little happily ever after. By the time I got thorough the final book, I was ready for it to be over. Not because I wanted it to be over, but because I couldn't stop obsessively thinking about it/them when I wasn't reading.
After I finished the series Kevin and I watched the movie and I gotta say... I didn't love it.
Jennifer, I read the back cover of A Thousand Splendid Suns and thought to myself, ugh do I really want to spend a week in Afghanistan?? even for a good story? I don't think I'm in a good place for "heart wrenching" anyway. Lighthearted and fun is what I'm after for literary diversion these days.