Four summers ago I read a book that changed my life in unexpected ways. Unexpected, and some may say, shocking ways.
What book you ask? This book:
How do I know it was four years ago this week? Because this weekend is the Hardwick Fair, one of the oldest, continual running country fairs in the US. (It might even be the oldest, but I’m too lazy to check). This is a picture of me at the Hardwick Fair that fateful week:
Please note the goofy grin, the love-dazed eyes, and the swoon induced head tilt. Yep, I had it bad for Edward Cullen. Poor SO. Neither one of us has ever fully recovered.
Yes, I, Daisy Prescott, was/am a Twihard. *holds head up proudly* I was so late to the Twilight party, but once I got there, I was dancing on a table wearing a lampshade on my head. Friends, interns, friends of friends, and even a bookseller or two had recommended I read Twilight. But I scoffed at them. Scoffed! YA vampire love story? Bah! I read NY Times reviewed books and classics. I read non-fiction, biographies, and the latest “it” book of stylish dinner party conversations. Not Twilight. Pfft! I’d been to Forks and La Push. Then I picked up a copy of Twilight in Costco one fateful summer evening. For better or worse. I still can’t explain why or how, but I fell in love with these books and the movies (yes, even despite the wigs and maybe because of the over-the-top camp). And Edward Cullen. Not since Mr. Darcy set my tween heart aflame had I mooned so much over a boy in a book. *girly sigh*
Why the need to declare this now? A few reasons.
For one, it really is my four year anniversary of reading the saga in a pretty much one giant sitting. With very little sleep and lots of IM’ing with my bestie. #goodtimes I was so moony over the books, SO read even read them. He liked them. (For the record, he’s Team Alice.)
Two: These books lead me to discover what it means to be part of a fandom and wave your fangirl flag proudly. I’ve met incredible, smart, talented, kind, and loving people who have become friends, confidants and the best support network a person could have through a mutual love of all things Twilight. Who knew? Not me. #noregrets
Three: In a roundabout way, reading Twilight and falling down the fangirl rabbit hole lead me to write and publish my own novel. A novel that lacks sparkling vampires. Sadly. Stephenie Meyer famously dreamed the “meadow scene” and that became the first thing she wrote. Realizing that I didn’t have to write a novel in chronological order changed everything about writing for me. The first scene of Geoducks I wrote last summer was the scene with Maggie and Gil in the kitchen when they are interrupted by Quinn. That scene was the beginning of the whole story for me. The “One” standing in your kitchen after 20 years. What do you do? How do you react? Ready. Set. Go Geoducks.
And finally, four: SM recently said she was “over Twilight”. She’s moved on. I get that. In many ways, so have I. But for me, Twilight will always be a happy place. Looking back at that picture of me above, I’m still thrilled I picked up Twilight to read at the Cape four years ago. It’s been a wild adventure.
What book unexpectedly changed your life? Are you a fangirl of something? Do you admit to being a Twilight fan? I’d love to hear your own adventures with books and fandoms.