Eclipse, Book Three in the saga is good. Not quite as fabulous as the first – that new car smell is hard to duplicate – but good. It is strange how such a large book (629 pages) goes by so quickly. Like a bowl of pistachios you sit near and then suddenly find yourself standing in a pile of shells with a wistful look on your face, unsure of what on earth just happened.
These books hold the same appeal. You open them and find yourself in Forks in the rain. As before, I am captivated and because I read the first three so quickly and am presently enraptured with the finale, Breaking Dawn, I will spare you the extra week of tedious fawning and review them together, however far I get.
From the proverbial Twilight to the new moon to the darkness of an eclipse, we are seeing the sun rise again. Over what it will preside for Bella and Edward, I am not yet sure.
Eclipse is engaging and encompassing, but it is only a stepping stone. It must go by so quickly by virtue of the anguishing compulsion to have questions answered. It is unimaginably hard to not flip to the back, just to make absolutely sure that what you want to happen happens. What will become of Jacob? How do he and Bella resolve their issues? Will alliances be kept or broken and what will that mean in the future? Who will be killed? I look forward to re-reading it when I am calmer and have been sated by Breaking Dawn.
I am so far very surprised with the twist being taken in the culminating treatise. I don’t want to curtail the fun, but it suffices to say that the protagonists are teens, the author went to Brigham Young, so if anyone wants hanky-panky there will be rings involved.
We leave Forks again for the brief respite, which makes us uneasy. Somehow what is acceptable in Forks is intimidating elsewhere.
Then it gets tricky. The one part of this quartet absent so far is disgust and real fear. If we thought the cold ones were truly horrific and or repugnant, we could not love them. So far we have seen no Rosemary’s Baby types, but, rest assured, it would end the fun. Quickly. Now I am worried.
Parts of Breaking Dawn get close to that line. I worried that too much was changing.To my delight, I was partially incorrect and, in actuality, Meyer is, hopefully, causing us the angst that Bella will feel when she changes. It’s an unfathomable transformation and maybe the discomfort we feel is intentional. What is happening? Everything is shifting and we feel vertiginous. Can this be possible and why is it so horrible?
I wish this were school and I could make sure everyone had read the end so I could expound relentlessly. I so want to tell you what happens. I itch to see your faces when you read what I read.
Restrain myself I must (and sound like Yoda), and I will only say that after a respectable amount of time has passed, I am going to start them all again. And I am not remotely embarrassed to say so.