The second book in Stephenie Meyer's Twilight series, New Moon was every bit as compelling, engrossing and fascinating.
More than once I found myself yelling at the book, "Don't do it! Don't do it!" Scott looked at me a little strangely, but knowing the depth to which I incorporate myself into such stories, he refrained from asking for details.
New Moon is slightly more intense than Twilight, but not so much that I had to put it down. (Remember, I am the one who, when watching Miss Congeniality in the theater, sat shaking and barely breathing from fear. Pathetic, I know, but I *don't* do well with suspense.)
Emotionally, the romance factor wasn't as strong as in Twilight, but it was the teeniest bit more physical. Still very much PG, though -- one slightly longer kiss vs. the occasional peck on the lips.
But once again, I couldn't put the book down. I read while brushing my teeth and blow drying my hair. I read while stirring meatballs and while eating breakfast, lunch and dinner. (Ok, I admit it. It was probably a bad mom moment when I let my kids eat dinner in front of the tv just so I could keep reading! LOL!)
So another 36 hours and another 500 pages, I'm done with New Moon. I can't wait to start Eclipse, the next in the series. It might be a while, though. The library has 66 copies, all of which have holds placed on them by over 300 people. Here's to hoping that they're not just fast readers, but fast returners as well!
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Where have I been....everyone is hooked on these books. I'm scared to read them now!!!
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