Some days I feel compelled to write an essay on how bad of an experience reading Twilight, and the three subsequent books, was. Perhaps one day I will take an English class that will allow me to do just that.
I love the one-star people at
Amazon.
Especially this review:
I understand setting. And build up. And suspense. So after reading 100 pages of this book, I didn't give it too much thought that nothing had happened. Here is my report of what happened after that:
200 pages: Nothing has happened.
300 pages: Nothing has happened.
350 pages: Nothing has happened.
400 pages: NOTHING HAS HAPPENED.
Are you Kidding me?
Wait. WAIT. On page 441, something happens. SOMETHING IS HAPPENING. O my God, this is it. Something is really going to happen! I plodded through this padded wasteland and finally something is going to happen!
Oh. Wait. It's resolved by page 451.
But if I hate it so much, why do I spend so much time ranting about it to anyone who will listen?
This is a question that needs an answer.