Love, Life, Meaning... Over

I was on Stephenie Meyer's website and I was reading about the story behind New Moon. And as I read I was perplexed. Her characters are the whole basis of her story. She lets the characters lead the story. I was reading the part where she was talking about how Edward was leaving. And she didn't want him to. Giving him, alternatives any options but he turned them away. And I was actually imagining him making gestures with his hands and shaking his head. Weird, huh?

How characters can be so vivid in your head even though you know they aren't real and that it's fantasy. But still, they are so present in your mind, and in your life. They are like real people or vampires or werewolves that are just there. No one can really, truly explain this feeling when you read about Twilight or talk about Twilight or do whatever with Twilight. It's something that just, lets you escape but then is always forever there, even if your not reading.

Well, anyway. Reading New Moon, and feeling completely sad. Edward leaves, gone. I remmeber that first time I read it. I was a wreck. I mean, seriously. I could not, would not believe that he was gone right at the start of the book. And towards the end... Italy! He's going to Italy! Agh. Crazy. Madness. Insane. But yet, so inevitable. I also took on board Stephenie Meyers suggestion about reading New Moon for a second time. I definitely appreciated it more and in contrast, Jacob Black. Aww, poor, gangly uncoordinated Jacob. The one who temporarily fills Bella's hole that torments her.

So I'll stop here before I go on about Jacob because its bound to be about 3 paragraphs long and I don't think a particularliy long blog is appealing to someone just passing through my blog. Hmm... Oh and google my blog! Or just besafebella. You'll be sure to see me!