You guys have no idea how hard it was for me to resist staying up all night to finish New Moon. My coworker and I made a pilgrimage to Barnes and Noble yesterday at lunch -- which required us borrowing Metro passes and coordinating lunch hours -- when I realized that with the $6 Amazon was charging plus $3.99 for shipping, it would be cheaper to just fork over $10.99 to Barnes and Noble. Plus, let's be honest: I really could not wait 3-5 days for Amazon to ship this book to me.
(SPOILER ALERT! SPOILER ALERT! DON'T READ ANY FURTHER IF YOU HAVEN'T READ NEW MOON)
I felt physically ill last night after I started New Moon, and I am still completely heartsick. Please tell me Edward will come back. No, wait, don't tell me. I know he will come back. I KNOW IT. I told myself that I would only allow myself to keep reading last night until he came back, that the minute he returned I would shut the book and go immediately to sleep. But the minutes and pages kept creeping by, and still no Edward. I had to cover the bottom of the pages as I read to keep my eyes from skipping ahead. When I got to the scene where Bella finds the clearing and is confronted by Laurent, I thought, Surely this is it! Now Edward will be forced to admit that he's been following her all these months, making sure she's safe, and he'll have to swoop in and save the day and come back to me, err I mean Bella. But then Jacob (I assume it's Jacob, please don't tell me one way or the other!) and his cursed pack of werewolves burst in and ruined EVERYTHING.
So, don't tell me anything about the books or I will have to kill you. But please DO tell me that I'm not the only one completely and totally obsessed with these books (although I realize all the cool kids when through this months or years ago). I have never been this into something (ever), and it's both a bit frightening and absolutely delightful. Is this what the Potter craze was like? Did I already ask that? Do you have any idea how hard it was for me to not bring the book to work with me today? DO YOU?