BREAKING DAWN WRITE-A-THON
MEND THE FAILBOAT.
After reading Breaking Dawn, what do you wish had happened? What do you think should have happened? Hey, what could have happened, if not for various SMeyer-related reasons?
Here's your chance to rewrite the book how you want to, if only in a few little pieces.
( spoilers under cut )
After reading Breaking Dawn, what do you wish had happened? What do you think should have happened? Hey, what could have happened, if not for various SMeyer-related reasons?
Here's your chance to rewrite the book how you want to, if only in a few little pieces.
( spoilers under cut )
He never liked Wuthering Heights. Ten years pass and she finds he doesn’t like many of her other books either. He sneers at Austen and Nabokov, and it’s only when she’s reading Shakespeare (The Taming of the Shrew) that he smiles. She groans and that one tiny noise sets off an argument that rattles the whole house.
Twenty years, and she’s outside sunbathing. Sometimes she likes to pretend she can burn like she used to, she tells him. He asks if she’s missing something. She says no. He tells her she’s lying. She doesn’t like to be told she’s anything.
Thirty years, and she’s cooking because she loves the smell. She remembers when she used to spend hours preparing lasagnas for Charlie, or tuna casserole or home-made pizza. All the time she used to spend cooking she now spends reading books she’s read four times already, so she goes out and buys food and makes it for no one in particular. He comes home from work early one day and finds her mixing a cake. The look on his face - it’s like he’s walked in on her with another man.
Forty years, and she’s getting bored. She wants a job. She wants to be a teacher - too noticeable, he says. Too many hormones, too many accidents. She wants to fix cars - too much like Rosalie, he says. She wants to work for the newspaper. That’s just fine, he says, as long as she stays away from paper-cuts. So she runs errands and buys people coffee and never once gets to write a review or an article. He asks her how her day was and she lies: fine, fun.
Fifty years, and they’re sitting around the dinner table in an empty kitchen. They talk about the weather, the news, their jobs: safe things. She realizes they have nothing in common.
Sixty years, and he looks a sound twenty-five. His hair is still shorter than she likes it and his smile is too sharp. He looks at her with hatred for a moment, and then he asks her why she’s here.
I’ve stayed young for you, he says.
She smiles sadly and responds the only way she knows how. Do you still like cliff-diving?
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i believe that this would actually happen. bella doesn't know what eternity means, and this is the perfect wake-up call.
i love it.
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Thanks! <3
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i loved this and the whole concept of eternity.
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And thanks so much!
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