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Welcome to Megan and myself ripping on bad books.

My first subject: Twilight. Not the book, but the online FAQ you can find here: http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/twilight.html

The Story Behind Twilight

I get a ton of questions about how I came up with the story of Twilight and how I got it published. I may be killing my FAQ page by doing this (Or us, but you don’t really care about that, do you? :D), but here is the whole story (I need a drink to get through this. Hold on.):

(Warning: there are Twilight spoilers contained in the following; if you don’t want to ruin the suspense, stop reading (There’s suspense? Really? o_O;;; I think I missed it somewhere.)…..now. Warning #2: As you might have guessed from the length of my book, I can’t tell a short story—this is going to take a while. You have been warned. (Glad I got that drink. :D) )

The Writing: I know the exact date that I began writing Twilight, because it was also the first day of swim lessons for my kids (And now I wonder how your kids will be affected knowing that their mother wrote a horrible vampire story). So I can say with certainty that it all started on June 2, 2003 (Or, she just flipped through her journal: “OMG, leik, deer dyaree!”). Up to this point, I had not written anything besides a few chapters (of other stories) (Please save me the trouble of reading these…) that I never got very far on (THANK GOD.), and nothing at all since the birth of my first son, six years earlier.

I woke up (on that June 2nd) (Wait, I thought it was June 3rd.) from a very vivid dream (I have these, too! DUDE. O_O). In my dream, two people were having an intense conversation (HAHA. “Conversation”. Lawl.) in a meadow in the woods (Wait, wait. Meadow: a tract of grassland used for pasture or serving as a hayfield. OR: a tract of grassland in an upland area near the timberline. I’mma go sit in a meadow on the edge of the woods. :D). One of these people was just your average girl (Average as in…?). The other person was fantastically beautiful (Well, most main character men are…), sparkly (S-…sparkly? Is that REALLY an adjective for someone?), and a vampire (OH. WELL. NOW those adjectives make SENSE! [/sarcasm]). They were discussing the difficulties inherent in the facts (Well, they ARE teenagers, right?) that A) they were falling in love with each other (I’ll take “Infatuation” for $100, Alex.) while B) the vampire was particularly attracted to the scent of her blood, and was having a difficult time restraining himself from killing her immediately (I was under the impression that vampires don’t HAVE to kill for blood.). For what is essentially a transcript of my dream, please see Chapter 13 (”Confessions”) of the book (Thanks, but no thanks. I don’t feel like having to refill my glass for 13 chapters of a book.).

Though I had a million things to do (i.e. making breakfast for hungry children, dressing and changing the diapers of said children, finding the swimsuits that no one ever puts away in the right place, etc.), I stayed in bed, thinking about the dream. I was so intrigued by the nameless couple’s story that I hated the idea of forgetting it; it was the kind of dream that makes you want to call your friend and bore her with a detailed description (Instead, you bore the entire world? Now how is that fair? I’d start with the friend. Hopefully she would have tried to stop you.). (Also, the vampire was just so darned good-looking, that I didn’t want to lose the mental image. (Once again, vampire insta-equals beautiful.)) Unwillingly, I eventually got up and did the immediate necessities, and then put everything that I possibly could on the back burner and sat down at the computer to write—something I hadn’t done in so long that I wondered why I was bothering. But I didn’t want to lose the dream, so I typed out as much as I could remember, calling the characters “he” and “she.”

Three more pages coming. <3