|2008-11-21 01:57 (UTC)
I'd never heard of Twilight
I'd never heard of it either until, not long after my open heart surgery (pass the violin, please) pds_lit propped me up in a Borders while she went off to do Important Things for an hour or two in a nearby quilt shop. After I'd spent as long as possible buying a couple of books (one of them was John Gribbin's The Scientists, as I recall), I hobbled over to the stand by the entrance, which I leaned against thinking it'd be convenient for the emergency services if I did my collapsing there.
Understandably, I began looking at the books there -- or "lead titles", as Borders called them. One was the latest volume in the Twilight series. When I spotted there were other volumes in the display I was amazed I'd never heard of these books before. I read a few pages of the new vol and was even more amazed. It's kind of Laurell K. Hamilton for the prepubescent. I had never thought there'd be another author who'd make Laurell K. Hamilton seem vaguely tolerable . . .
Luckily pds_lit rescued me around then, marching me to the car and then going back to pick up the stitches I'd dropped.