We made a quick (and necessary, I assure you) trip to Dylan's Candy Bar, a three-story candy emporium wih clear-plastic stairs filled with sugary goodness. In additon to bathtubs filled with gumballs, three-foot lollipops, plush Hershey kisses bigger than four average breadboxes, and a selection of candy-print jammies, I spotted these.
TWILIGHT conversation hearts. Sweet.
(But not as sweet as my bag of white-chocolate-covered "polar" gummi bears. Sounds gross, but seriously--magically delicious.)
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Oh no, not you too. When it comes to those books, I feel like the last human left alive in a zombie movie.
Can't you see that those books eat brains? Run!
Bah, oh well. I suppose we all have guilty literary pleasures, mine being the worst of all, writing.
Polar gummi bears? Could something so beautiful exist? Lies, says I.
-C.H.
Ha! Love it!
Grizzly gummies make my teeth hurt, but I love them all the same. Polar gummies sound even better. But I fear that Dylan's Candy Bar would turn me into some sort of toothless, scurvy-ridden, feral, candy-gobbling freak.
No no no. I *don't* like Twilight--at all. I can only imagine many a smart 15-year-old was put into the same position I was in when chatting with publishing professionals--for a time, commenting on oh, say, its writing was something one only did after several drinks, in furtive whispers, to those who'd gained our trust.
But I think that time is over.
I HATED Twilight. I've seen young adults write better YA. I don't like that she'* screwing with vampire rules (daylight exposure, etc) just to tell a stupid love story that furthers a particular religious view of the world.
I read the first book on a trip from DC to NYC and finished in New Jersey. Any book with 500 pages I can read in three hours has serious issues. It's the enriched Wonder Bread versus something with, oh, say, *wheat* in it.
In other words, I think Twilight has the approximate nutritive content as one of these conversation hearts.
Do we owe it a great debt for bringing YA to the forefront? Yes. Does that mean we have to pretend it's a work of literary genius? No.
I go back to my Sirena theory of sparse description: there's certainly very little there to get in the way of any imagery in your mind filed under "prettiest landscape, like, ever" and "hot vampire."
But yes. I, too, felt the reading community had turned suddenly zombie-like. When publishing professionals say they LIKE Twilight's writing, I take a mental snapshot of their face and think, "Ah-ha! So this is what you look like while lying."
Could be useful someday.
I got those Twilight Sweethearts last year, but they all taste gross.
I threw them away and kept the box.
Mmm...that does sound magical. I think I need to pay Dylan's a visit.
Ooooooh, gummi bears...they are my favorite candies--though I've never had any dipped in chocolate! Must try...
Now, as for the Twilight candies...my sister bought one of each box. Hehehe!
They sell those Twi convo hearts in our Waldenbooks, and my youngest son, Baby Jack, bought a box for his sister, who is a Team Jacob fanatic.
She tacked the full box to her bulletin board.
He, being a boy, was a bit peeved that she didn't eat the candy first (That's food - candy on top of it-, and boys don't mess around with wasting food).
She, being a tweenie girl, gave him a look that relayed he was obviously missing some very important point.
Since then if Baby Jack sees anything Twilight, he just groans and admits, "I don't get it...."
Important information: Gatekeeper worked in a chocolate store one summer in college, and there, picked up some useful life skills.
Like: you cover anything you want in chocolate. Nuke said chocolate (usually in chips form) for 30 seconds, stir, 30 seconds, stir--until it's melted. Use a fork to lower the item into the bowl, then shake off excess and allow to harden on a sheet of wax paper over a baking sheet. Or on the counter. Or anywhere, really, that it's safe from toddler hands and cat fur, which seems to fly through the air with the greatest of ease. I like cats, but not in my chocolate.
So, yes. With some gummis from the store and a bag of white Ghiradelli chips, you too can have polar bears.
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