Saturday morning on my way to Zumba, I stopped at Target and picked up my copy (I couldn’t stand the book store lines on Saturday, they were insane!). I read all day on Sunday and finished up the book last night.
I wanted to love it. I wanted it to be immortal. I wanted to be sucked into it’s captivating story line and powerful words. I wanted to want it to never end.
I hate to say it…but I was let down. I have to agree with the LA Times Review.
* Don’t read unless you’ve read the book. There are spoilers.* Don’t get me wrong, there were parts of the story that I loved. But there were a lot of parts that I felt like Meyer’s took the easy way out.
I missed the romance of lovers who can’t be. I missed the unknown. I missed turning the final page, only to be overcome with the anxiety of what would happen next. I missed rushing to B&N to get the next chapter of the saga…or better yet, waiting months and months for the final installment.
I guess the good thing is that she left room for new characters to grow into their own story line, but I don’t feel as connected to those characters as much!
I don’t want to write too much, because I know that so many people are still reading.
What did you think, or what do you think so far?