Monday, March 22, 2010

Some Day, My Prince of Darkness Will Come...

I know some people love the twilight series. Having endured reading one and skimmed the rest, I don't.  I'm admittedly sentimental but not a romantic.  I never got Jane Eyre or Wuthering Heights the way I dug Henry Fielding's Tom Jones and loved Austen's Emma or felt irritated but compelled to finish Flaubert's Madame Bovary.  This stuff is just fairytales with fangs but a very good friend of mine summed it up nicely so I'm letting her take the stage.  Besides, I love the picture on her blog.

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