I went to Blockbuster tonight to rent a movie. When I came home I asked my husband if he could see the image of Edward Cullen burned on my pupils. There was nowhere to turn to get away from Twilight images! Posters covered every wall and the TV monitors were all running trailers for that wretched movie. Even in the check-out line I could not escape--surrounded by a wall of sugary snacks, I stood hopeful that the onslaught was over, only to turn my head and glimpse a whole rack of candy packs with Bella Swan's face and "Twilight" written across the bottom.
It took everything I had to not run screaming from the store before paying for my rental.
Am I jealous? Well, sure. I wrote a YA fantasy that I would love to see become a huge success. Do I want young girls swooning over Gregor? Yes, but he's a great guy, not a jerky, blood-thirsty undead. I do NOT, however, want those girls carrying around a Gregor doll. (Yeah, I saw an Edward Cullen doll at Borders one day. Ick.)
Ok, I know I'm going to have readers who love the Twilight series. I actually already do. (You know who you are, and I totally do not hold it against you!!) Maybe I'm digging my own grave here. But, I'm just over it. I admit Harry Potter was everywhere--maybe it didn't bug me so much because I love those books and movies.
Yeah, yeah. I get it. It's all personal preference. Whatever. My blog :).