We love SM too much to bash the book. Most of you probably have to come to terms with the tricky parts. In general this is a forum to post your minor or major complaints, with love behind them of course.
As for me, I feel very alone and disappointed to be so. Is there no one else who loved Twilight so much that they aren't broken hearted by Breaking Dawn like me?
Don't get me wrong, I loved the lovable parts. I am coming to terms with the weird stuff, but the overall feeling for me was such a let down. I don't want to rip it apart I just need someone to "mourn with those that mourn."
And I have been accused of liking my own theories better than the authors, but I never really expected any of my guesses to come true. What I did anticipate was to have my expectations exceeded. To be taken by surprise in ways that would be difficult and wonderful. And without question I expected a continuation of the world that took me by complete surprise and swept me away.
I was certainly taken by surprise, that element was strongly evident. But I feel more like I have been dumped off a cliff. Yes I like the final page, Bella's change, and the sweet moments, but it felt more to me like a fanfiction than the surreal magic that was created in Twilight and then sustained through New Moon and Eclipse.
I am also sad that this blissful blogging subject has come screeching to a halt. I thought I would have months of new images, more potent doses of my Twilight drug. I thought I would be dreaming of sugar plums for weeks but they are all a little sour.
Stephenie is being ripped apart on-line for literary quality. So I am sad for her too. Her true fans still love her, and yes there is a huge group ga-ga over this book. But unfortunately poor writing and story telling cannot be ignored. I don't want her reputation soured.
I know most of you can put BD behind you and go on your merry way. Or even more amazingly, re-read it. I definitely feel better now that I have caught up on all my sleep. But let me know if anyone had a heart like mine and cried a little. I did, literally.