I'm ashamed to admit what has consumed the last 72 hours of my life. Until now I considered myself to have semi-decent taste in literate, maybe I'd even be classified as well read, but oh no, in one swoop I've undone 23 years of hard work. I am ...... wait for it ..... addicted to Twilight. Four books in three days.... I've done nothing but sit on a rug in my back garden and read; no Internet, no television, no piano practice and very little verbal contact with anyone around me. I even set my alarm one morning so I didn't waste the whole day asleep and got up to read the final book. I mean seriously guys, a teenage vampire novel.... HELP ME!
I read a hilarious review from The Times which stated the book "guaranteed to suck in sulky 13+ girls for hours." Bah! I suppose the only thing that makes this situation remotely acceptable is the fact that I was drinking beer whilst destroying my literary prowess. If you haven't read them DON'T, not unless you are willing to be sucked in and kiss three days of your life goodbye. (P.s. Despite the guilt/shame I'm totally on my way to the video store to rent the film hehe.)