This was the most redonkulous thing I've ever read. And yet I read it in a day, couldn't put the stupid thing down. Horrible writing, cliched story, two dimensional characters, and no real depth of feeling -- and eegads, so much ethereal beauty -- it was enough to make me want to vomit. And yet it was glorious. Horribly, horribly glorious. I am ashamed. You should read it, too. Maybe you'll understand. P.S. You should read this book not only for the sparkly vampires, but also to enjoy basking in the splendor of the best metaphor ever: I mean, what is a vampire that abstains from eating people? A chaste vampire. This book is totally about waiting to have sex until you are married, and also about how a girl smells is more important than her brain. Also, it's apparently charming to boys when girls fall down. Maybe I should try that.