Twilight by Stephenie Meyer
Twilight wasn’t as bad as I had expected but I think I definitely felt a little too old to read this book. I had trouble getting into the romance and the teen angst sections just felt whiny and annoying to me (but maybe they wouldn’t to the target audience?). Meyer’s spare writing style felt authentically “teenagery” which I guess is good for a first-person narrative told by a teenager, but at the same time this often got, well, boring. At times I felt like I was reading someone’s diary: “I woke up. I put on my favorite red shirt. I brushed my teeth. I walked downstairs. I had breakfast. I drove to school. I went to English class. I went to math class” (not a direct quote, but it might as well be). Sometimes the flirting back-and-forth scenes between Bella and Edward were wayy too long and often repetitive: “You shouldn’t love me,” he glared. “I love you,” I said. His eyes were beautiful topaz. He was mesmerizing. “It is dangerous to love me,” Edward said, glaring through his topaz eyes. “But I don’t care,” I said. and so on for 10 more pages. Argh!
The vampire aspect was actually kind of intriguing, with the last quarter of the book being a lot more exciting than everything that happened before. I felt the pacing was a bit off in that respect; the first 3/4 of the book was very slow but then everything afterward was exciting and moved by quickly with last chapter feeling like it was thrown together. The end actually did leave me wondering what happens next (I even found myself reading the little “preview” at the end of the book) but I’m not sure if I have the patience to read any more…