as the Twilight Series. It dragged on and on — and on. I wanted to take a pencil and draw a big “x” through unnecessary paragraphs and pages. It might have been better if it were shorter. Stephanie Meyer’s insecure, torn, self-hating, self-sacrificing heroine (who was, naturally, blindly in love with one guy and sorta-kinda in love with a rival) was much more irritating and tiresome the second time around.