minalisms

Hello, my name is Minal, and I’m an addict. One who has become dependent on, what one friend so aptly described as, literary crack.

So. “Twilight!”

Who’s with me here? Who else shares in my nerdiness over this four-part fantasy-romance series? Who else understands my delusional love for Edward Cullen — who is neither McDreamy nor McSteamy but McVampy? Who else wants to one day visit the breathtaking forests near Forks, Wash.? Who else sacrifices sleep for page after page of mediocrity that, as a collective, is something so shockingly excellent?!

I’ll tell you who: my co-workers — ages 25, 59, 32 — who have regular powwows with me to gush about the progress of the plot; my dear husband, who checks in, eager to follow my hour-long paraphrase of the saga; and my sister-in-law, who got this whole damn addiction started.

I swear it’s a treat. You should read it, too.

Then call me.