Twilight: The Graphic Novel, Vol. 2

I guess I don't get it. While I've certainly read books that I enjoyed more, I've also read books that I disliked a lot more. So, I don't understand the hubbabaloo over this book.

Sure, Edward is a creep, but this is a romance novel and, from what little I've read of the genre, all the little things he does that scream out “danger” are all stock traits of the male protags. He's dangerous! It's exciting! She can tame his rage! Whatever. I can't fault one author for the weirdness of an entire genre.

But vampires don't sparkle! I used to say that the only problem I had with Twilight was calling the faeries by the wrong name. After all, I had read (somewhere) that Myers admitted to knowing nothing about vampire mythos. Except, it seems pretty clear to me, based on the text itself, that she's done some research. And really, as ridiculous as sparkling in the sunlight might be, the idea that they are the ultimate predator because the prey is attracted to them is really quite brilliant.

But Bella is such a klutz! I don't remember thinking of myself as clearly clumsy as she does, yet every time she -was- clumsy, it resonated for me because I had the same things happen to me throughout my childhood. Even now, I tell people that I don't fall down because I've had so much practice tripping. Maybe it was a bit Mary Sue, but that doesn't make Bella weak.

As for the writing itself, it wasn't bad. In fact, I found several moments throughout that made me smile at the humor that (I felt) Myers expressed as the narrator. For contrast, I tried to read another Myers book, The Host, and was too bored to bother. (Yes, I “lemmed” it.)

Anyhow, I enjoyed Twilight. I will probably continue with the series as some point. It wasn't “OMG” for me, but it wasn't worthy of the vitriol either.