I’m probably not the only one that has a little word with my god or my angels as I close my eyes each night, and pray that I will dream a dream that inspires me so much that I write a book about it, and end up on the World’s Most Rich List.
Ever since I heard about how Twilight author Stephanie Meyer’s life had dramatically changed since June 2nd, 2003 after a vivid dream about ‘seemingly real characters’ (Edward and Bella), I’ve been a little obsessed.
Not obsessed with Robert Pattison and his pasty heart throb-ness. Not with Kristin Stewart and the question of “are they or aren’t they together?” And no, not even obsessed with going down to Rundle Street on a Friday night and hoping to get bitten on the neck by a hot vampire from Paralowie.
No, ever since I heard Stephanie Meyer’s story about writing Twilight, I’ve been obsessed with Stephanie herself.
Not obsessed as in I’m massively ‘on the turn’, but I’ve become totally obsessed with the thought that an amazing story such as Twilight is, certainly in the bank balance sense, could possibly come to me as it did Stephanie in an actual dream.
According to Stephanie, the ‘stay home mother of three’, says “though I had a million things to do, I stayed in bed, thinking about the dream. Unwillingly, I eventually got up and did the immediate necessities, and then put everything that I possible could on the back burner and sat down at the computer to write – something I hadn’t done in so long that I wondered why I was bothering.”
Now, here are a few things for us to chew on, instead of a random, juicy neck.
Why is it that when I interviewed Kristin Stewart earlier in the year, and asked her the same question that every other interviewer in the world has asked her, “Do you understand why fans are so obsessed with you that they cry? And have you ever cried over a celebrity before?” She says, “No, I really don’t get it at all!” And I’ve certainly never cried over someone I don’t know before!”
Bear with me; this is not my greatest clue to something being amiss.
Why is it that when I traveled to Transylvania in Romania a few years ago (no really I did), that there was not one crying screaming fan outside the legend of Count Dracula’s house? There was me, two drunken Aussie teenagers, and 6 elderly couple’s, who were only mildly interested in being there? Where was the fascination with vampires back then?
Is it just the suspicious, billionaire, Tom Barrack, that according to Forbes magazine has come out and said “What I realised is the genius of Stephanie, was that she knew that by keeping the (Bella) character generic, any and every woman could climb inside and picture herself in Bella’s shoes? Thus the fascination and deep emotional reactions to what many (including myself) thought was a foolish teenage trashy novel.”?
So with my dreams, not making me any money, and now leading me to ponder, is Stephanie Meyer actually got a more creative little concept on her hands even beyond the success of her books?
Could this also be the answer to why, frighteningly so many women, way too old to be delving back into teen fantasy land, be caught up in the concept that Stephanie’s supposedly, ‘real life story’ of how she came across the story in the first place, just be another clever ‘Bella’ strategy?
Has she also managed to get the ‘my type’ obsessed with a notion that multi-million dollar story ideas, can actually come to me in my dreams?
Has she hooked me in, with another pair of vampire teeth known as the ‘false hope that I too may become a billionaire’, just by closing my eyes and going to sleep?
I ‘bloody’ well hope not, because she was my only hope.
by Amber Petty