How can these wretched books be taking up 4 of the top 12 Amazon bestseller spots? Simultaneously!
When I compare the “Twilight phenomenon” to Potter-mania, Twilight comes out looking like the neighborhood crack dealer. It glorifies suicide attempts, teen pregnancy, stalking, emotional abuse, co-dependency…all these things are understandable and even commendable as long as true love made you do it. (This is all according to the internet, as I have better things to do than read the rest of the books.) Interestingly the same right-wingers who forbade their children to read Satanic books about a bespectacled wizard child think Twilight is an awesome book about abstinence.
Even without the payload of suicide talk, Twilight carries enough Weapons of Mass Delusion to ruin a generation of lives. Twilight says that love, like the lottery, just happens to you if you’re lucky enough. Over here in the real world, relationships are houses that require serious time and effort to build. It took me years just to do a few blueprints, and they all had foundational problems. I do know a few couples who got started at Bella’s age and are happily celebrating their 10-year anniversaries now, but they’re nothing like Bella and Edward. They started with building materials of great structural integrity, and then they mastered the art of carpentry with patient dedication. Millions of girls are going to grow into millions of women who shiver in lean-tos and wail for the mansion that Twilight promised them.
Here’s a love poem that Stephenie Meyer doesn’t believe in:
Then Almitra spoke again and said, “And what of Marriage, master?”
And he answered saying:
You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore.
You shall be together when the white wings of death scatter your days.
Aye, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God.
But let there be spaces in your togetherness,
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
Love one another, but make not a bond of love.
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other’s cup but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf.
Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each of you be alone,
Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.
Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together, yet not too near together.
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.