The third in the wildly popular vampire series by Stephenie Meyer. My anticipation for this book would have been exquisite, were it not for another little title published in July. I was an early fan of these vampire books for people who don't like vampires, having picked up Twilight, the first in the series at midwinter. I thought I raved about it ad naseum on both my personal blog and in RL, but all I could find on the blog was "As usual my favorite part of the conference was going to the exhibits. I picked up 41 advance reader copies. (What a task it was to pack those up, especially with the new clothing!*) Most are YA books that probably aren't spectacular. Right now, I'm enjoying Twilight by Stephanie Meyer (another vampire book)**."
What can be said about this third installment, that hasn't already been said?
- As usual the book is lengthier, perhaps, than the story needs, yet nearly every page is delicious.
- My distaste for Jacob was solidified completely by his inability to distinguish Bella's pushing away from passion.
- And yes, Bella does a bit too much whinging for my taste.
- The exposition, I'm sure was interesting, but I skipped some of it.
On the other hand, bookshelves of doom has a different perspective.
*My luggage was lost so I was forced to buy new clothes to tide me over. What a trial!
**I'd recently read Vamped by David Sosnowski (may I just say I love the cover) and Sunshine by Robin McKinley