Sweet Valley High

I loved Sweet Valley High. It was the ultimate escapist fantasy. Blonde? Size six? Blue eyes? A twin! What could have been better? It doesn't surprise me that you have an old flame who once wrote for the SVH series... because you know the most random people. It's one of my favorite things about you!

There is no shame in having read all the Twilight books (the Kindle? maybe that's another story...). I just finished the new Julia Glass book (I See You Everywhere). It was very good - although Three Junes remains my favorite. I bawled through the last quarter of the book. I'm not always up for a book that makes me seriously cry, but sometimes it's a nice release. And truth be told, I am a crier by nature. This point is well illustrated by the fact that I cried watching Criminal Minds this morning (there's a marathon on A&E today, BTW). I kept thinking to myself, "really, you're crying? This is Criminal Minds." Mostly Criminal Minds terrifies me, which is it's own kind of escapism. But watching the saved episode from Wedneday on my DVR this morning I realized how sucked into the characters I am now. It'd be really hard to maintain a healthy personal life while chasing serial killers. I worry for them. And then I have to remind myself that they're just made up characters. This happened to me when I read Twilight too. I would find myself driving around and wondering, "How would this work for Edward?" Of course, Vampires and Edward aren't actually real, so the question of how something from my real life would play out for Edward isn't really relevant. Maybe that's the mark of a successful escape though? It's certainly a little more interesting than the age old question of what's for dinner. Tonight I can answer pretty quickly that it'll probably be pizza. However, the question of what happens to poor Hodge after this week's episode of Criminal Minds? Well, that'll take me a little more time to ponder.