Twilight

“Twilight” is a bad book in the way that Michael Bay movies are bad movies. The pop-culture ire for the thing has nearly eclipsed the thing itself and, if we're honest, some of that is deserved. That said, it's hard to seperate the disdain for Twilight from our culture's greater disdain for young women and the things they love. I remember being 12 and full of internalized misogyny, picking up this book expecting to scoff at it the way I did Disney Channel and Justin Bieber, only to find out that I did in fact enjoy it, for reasons I could not fully articulate even as I put myself above it. Mind you, I was a lesbian, I hated half the characters and I could see the socially conservative undertones (okay, overtones) - and I still couldn't stop reading it. Make of that what you will, I guess.