ok i'm in. i must admit that i am enjoying the book 'twilight.' there is a really beautiful scene that takes place in the character edward's house. the description of the space and the light and the mood is so glorious. i was weakened by the writer's words in that moment. i felt as if i was there and it was immensely pleasureable to be in the midst of such beauty. and then they are vampires right? i surprised myself and tickled myself when the thought crossed my mind... 'they can eat me if they want.'the mood was so beautiful in that moment i just wanted to experience it. and if the vampires wanted to eat me, then so be it... the pleasure seemed worth the sacrifice...
"the house was timeless, graceful, and probably a hundred years old. it was painted a soft, faded white, three stories tall, rectangular and well proportioned...
the inside was even more surprising, less predictable, than the exterior. it was very bright, very open, and very large... but the walls had been removed from most of the first floor to create one wide space. the back, south-facing wall had been entirely replaced with glass, and, beyond the shade of the cedars, the lawn stretched bare to the wide river. a massive curving staircase dominated the west side of the room. the walls, the high-beamed ceiling, the wooden floors, and the thick carpets were all varying shades of white."
~from the book twilight.
i have this thing, i enjoy sitting on beautiful staircases and reading... i can just see me there, on those spiral staircases lost in story.
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