I need a 12 step program.

I’ve never been much of a reader. The list of books that I have only partially finished is much longer than the one of books that I have actually finished. It is so rare that I find a book that will captivate my attention, even more rare that I find a series that can keep me reading for more than one book.

Back in college it was Ann Rice’s vampires that kept me reading. I fell in love with those creatures who only came out at night, slept in caskets, and walked around with permanent erections. Yes, I said erections.

A few years later, it was Rebecca Bloomwood who had me turning the pages with the greatest of ease. I could easily relate to the Shopaholic, since I was carrying a wallet with so many credit cards that it barely closed.

More recently it was Harry Potter and his friends at Hogwarts who captivated my attention through thousands and thousands of pages. I read my way through the whole series in just under six weeks, which at the time was a record for me. I was so sad when the story was finally over, I wanted more. I never thought I’d feel that way about a book until I decided on the next series I would take on.

I swore I would never do it. I swore they had to be the stupidest books available to read. If there were vampires in this world they surely were more like the vampires from the Ann Rice books, and they certainly would not be going to high school. For years I’ve been avoiding those books like the plague, scoffing at anyone who read them.

A few days before my iPad arrived, I was watching tv and saw a trailer for the New Moon DVD. For some reason I decided right then that when I got my iPad the first book I would read would be Twilight. I don’t know why, after literally years of avoiding the Twilight Saga I would suddenly choose to read it, but I did.

Bill came home with my iPad around 10am, and by 11 I had downloaded the first of the four books. I barely moved from my spot on the couch all day and I was quickly captivated by the story. I felt my heart racing as I flipped through the pages unable to put my iPad down. This was repeated every day for the next week as I worked my way through all four books. I only paused to make meals for the boys and set up shows for them to watch, I know, mother of the year here.

I already have one of those personalities where I get addicted to things easily, and it happened again. I am addicted to the Twilight Saga. I was even more sad when I made it to the last book than I was at the end of Harry Potter. I didn’t want it to be over, no, I DON’T want it to be over. I haven’t had enough of Bella and Edward yet.

Reading the unpublished manuscript, Midnight Sun only made it feel worse. I want more, I need more. I know how ridiculous it sounds, but I think my life has changed forever. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to look at a Volvo the same way again. Being that I live in the suburbs where just about every other car is a Volvo, that can prove to be problematic.

Of course once I got into the books, I felt the urge to see the movies. So far I’ve only seen Twilight, but Netflix has New Moon on it’s was now. I really wasn’t too impressed with Twilight, I think they missed a lot that was vital to the story…Oh well. I’m excited to watch my way through to story of Edward and Bella.

Anyone else out there a Twilight addict? Is there a support group available?

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