Title: Unforgivably bad
Product review: This was absolutely the WORST book I've ever read. I couldn't even finish it. The other 1-star (intelligent) reviewers here said enough about what was so wrong with this piece of crap (no plot, one-dimensional characters, the message it was sending to its young fans, etc.) but I still wanted to vent because I can't for the life of me understand how this was a NYT bestseller. Maybe I can try to understand how this appeals to those pre-teens whose heads are filled with girlish notions of romance and little else (because I'm hoping as they get older they'll grow out of it), but when I see those mothers who scream/rant/faint/drool alongside their 13-year old daughters like deranged lunatics at the young actors at these premieres and actually join fan clubs and are part of this craze that really makes me sick and sad. Meyer has no talent for writing but is a disturbed demented woman who should have these books shredded and crammed down her throat.
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