Sasha Decodes: How Did We Get Here


Cover of "Twilight (Two-Disc Special Edit...

Cover of Twilight (Two-Disc Special Edition)

Sorry for the terrible play on words.  Nah! Suck it up.

Christmas was approaching, Mini-Me was 11 going on 12 years old and I was looking for advice on stocking fillers from friends with daughters who read, avidly.  The big craze that year was dah, dah, dah – no surpises – Twilight.  The movie had just come out but no one in my household was rushing to see it.  The books had been out for a while but when you live in the arse-end of the world (BIG disclaimer – Melbourne is still officially the world’s most liveable city!) – it is easy to miss the big trends, just through general apathy.  Besides, Slug Boy had skipped from Harry Potter straight to Stephen King by this stage and Mini Me looked on track to do a similar thing.  She was already reading Jodi Picoult.  In my naive brain I thought this Twilight thing will never last.

So I go to the discount book store – this is how long the books had been out – and bought the first two books.  I looked at the size of them and in my head went…’good economics, this should take her through the summer break’.  Gentle reminder for Northern Hemisphere readers that Xmas is in the summer here and sits firmly in the middle of the 5 week school holiday.  It is less about eggnog and turkey and more about beer and prawns.  No we don’t actually ‘throw shrimps on the barbie’, we do however, bbq the very large prawns.  I like to suck the juices out of something long and firm.

Well, I couldn’t have been more wrong about the books lasting her a few weeks.  She finished the first book on Boxing Day – didn’t come up from the swing seat in the back garden.  Then devoured the second book in time to beg us to take her out to the January sales to buy the third book with her xmas money.  I remember standing inside the house with my mother as we peered out at her lying in her chair flipping pages.  “Do you think she will want to eat any time soon.” says Mum.  “Mmm…I wouldn’t want to get my head bitten off asking her.”  says I.

Birthday Present

Birthday Present (Photo credit: Bandido of Oz)

We sent her grandfather out to bother her instead.  It only took three days for the bruises to fade and the swelling to go down.

Less than 24 hours after she had finished book 3 the begging and whining started.  “Pleeeease…..can I pleeeeease have the last book.  I’ll clean my room, I’ll feed the dog, I’ll mow the lawns….pretty please Mummy, I love you!!”  In my wisdom as a mother I did the sensible thing, I made her wait three weeks.  Three whole weeks.  Interminably long,hot, whingey, whiny weeks!!!

Eventually I caved and we went off to Borders to get the next book which was, surprise, surprise, devoured within a couple of days.  Book vampire, that is what she had become.

What was all the fuss about!  I got concerned as she went into a second reading of all four books.  So I started to read….and read…..and read.  I have no idea what my life would have been like if these books had existed when I was her age.  I would never have gotten out of bed.  Oh, hang on a minute, I didn’t.  And once I  began reading about the sparkly vampire and his bumbling mate I wasn’t getting up for anyone.  Cos that is the kind of hard core chick I am.  Disney princess movies have nothing on me.  I cry at every sad and sappy ending (including when Leah gets thrown down the cracked abyss in the Breaking Dawn II fight sequence).  These books spoke to my eternal happy ending monster.

I just want to qualify the whole happy endings thing here by saying I believe in soul mates as being people (men or women) who you just connect with immediately on a deep level and know you want them to be in your life forever.  That is not the same thing as waiting for the perfect Prince Charming or Sparkly Bloodsucker to sweep you off your feet.  If you want to get swept off your feet you need to give a guy a hand.  After 20+ years of marriage to my best friend I can honestly say that you have to put effort into happily ever afters and be prepared to love and fight fairly but passionately.  Make up sex is definitely worth it!

Anyway, once I emerged from by Twilight induced haze from the first book I immediately scoured her room for the second and the third.  I did take a little longer than she did, I didn’t have school holidays to devote to the task.  However, after a good solid two or three week effort I was ready for the final chapter and by this time Mini Me was back at school.

Me: Mini Me, where is Breaking Dawn.  I really want to read it.

Mini Me: I lent it to Elly, she should be finished with it soon.

Damn….a week later…..

Me: Has Elly finished with BD yet?

New Moon Taylor Lautner READ Poster

New Moon Taylor Lautner READ Poster (Photo credit: ALA staff)

MM: Um yeah, I think so, I will ask her.

Double damn….a week later….

Me: Have you got the book back off that little bitch yet!

MM: Mother…please watch your foul language and use your inside voice.  You made me wait three weeks for the book.  You will just have to be patient.  You have one more week to go.  Withdrawal sucks doesn’t it?

Outsmarted by the brat yet again.  Eventually she bought the damn book home.  I then proceeded to read it.  Then reread the series, by the end of that year I had read them all four times.  I had become my own worst nightmare.  A TwiMom.

Mini Me has indulged me throughout this obsession but has gently tried to wean me from my addiction.  She was doing well.  We read all of the Richelle Mead books together, the Suzanne Collins and the Cassandra Clare  She tried to divert me to other interests over the years but we would always go and see the Twi movies on the week they opened in Gold Class.  We both learned to hate but tolerate the blinking, lip-biting, stammering, knuckle drag of Kristen Stewart and she forgave me when I gasped along with all the other mothers in the movie theater, as Jake took his t-shirt off for the first time in Eclipse.

Then we went through the Buffy Marathon – that was a whole other obsession that happened while SuperGeek was away on a business trip for three weeks.  I was almost cured when I got FSOG’d.  It seems my addictive personality knows no bounds.

... and then Buffy slayed Edward.

4 thoughts on “Sasha Decodes: How Did We Get Here

  1. thegreysfan01 says:

    You don’t call her Mini Me for no reason Sasha Cameron

    Now never having read the Twilight books I may just go and pick them up after reading this.

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    • I really think you should read Twilight. Then re-read FSOG and see just how clever EL James was in twisting the elements. Is it great literature? Who gives a shit? It is fast food, it is the chocolate and pizza you want to binge on every now and then.

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