Robert Pattinson’s allure was discussed to screams.

Said the preternaturally youthful looking Meyer about raising kids: “A lot of who I was and my crazy imagination…that person was on the back-burner.” The rest of the segment was as you’d expect: Complete box sets of the novels were given away willy-nilly to gasps. But it was only during this chat with Oprah that I realized how much Meyer really hits the talk show’s sweet spot when it comes to female-centric stories about reconnecting with yourself. At this point, her back story is familiar to even casual observers: Exhausted, stay-at-home mother of three who’s never even written a short story dreams about a vampire boy and a human girl one night and just runs with it.

And from the screams that met Oprah’s introduction-”I understand we have some Twilight fans in the house”-it was clear that Meyer was on home turf. 20 release to Oprah Winfrey this afternoon. passionate, riveting, and full of surprising twists and turns, this vampire love saga is well on its way to literary immortality.Twilight saga author Stephenie Meyer gave her one and only interview in the run-up to New Moon‘s Nov. In New Moon, Stephanie Meyer delivers another irresistible combination of romance and suspense with a supernatural spin. LEGIONS OF READERS ENTRANCED BY THE New York Times bestseller Twilight are hungry for the continuing story of star-crossed lovers Bell and Edward. Edward has already rescued Bella from the clutches of one evil vampire, but now, as their daring relationship threatens all that is near and dear to them, they realize their troubles may be just beginning. But being in love with a vampire is even more dangerous than Bella could ever have imagined. My own life meant little to me today.įOR BELLA SWAN THERE IS ONE THING more important than life itself: Edward Cullen. But this was no dream, and, unlike the nightmare, I wasn't running for my life I was racing to save something infinitely more precious. I FELT LIKE I WAS TRAPPED IN ONE OF THOSE TERRIFYING NIGHTMARES, the one where you have to run, run till your lungs burst, but you can't make your body move fast enough. I was perfect - not healed, but as if there had never been a wound in the first place. It was like there had never been any hole in my chest. My lungs filled deep with the sweet scent that came off his skin. I could feel my heart racing in my chest, the blood pulsing hot and fast through my veins again.

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