"I have a new book coming out. It's called The Short Second Life of Bree Tanner. Well, it's more of a novella than an actual book—my version of a short story.
Actually, this has been a surprise to me, too. The reason why it's a surprise was that I never intended to publish this story as a stand-alone book. I began this story a long time ago—before Twilight was even released. Back then I was just editing Eclipse, and in the thick of my vampire world. I was thinking a lot about the newborns, imagining their side of the story, and one thing led to another. I started writing from Bree's perspective about those final days, and what it was like to be a newborn."
So normally while I wait for coffee to brew, I plop on my couch and play with my iPhone. I check emails, and look at facebook, browse twitter for updates...
Then I see it!
@Twitwin1 : WAKE UP and be excited with me! MORE ECLIPSE! *jumps up and down, spins around, and claps*
I reply back: I was sick yesterday, what did I miss? An Eclipse clip released?
Then I hit facebook again, and low and behold.... I see that an Eclipse Novella is set to be released and I run into my daughters room. "Guess what! There's going to be an Eclipse Novella released in June!"
My daughter replies sleepily, "What is a novella?"
Me, "A short story!"
Daughter still sleeping, "Oh yeah." Falls back asleep. "Can you shut my door, mom?"
What the hell?
I have no one to squee with! (Btw, when I'm squeeing, it was 6am in the moring. My daughter is very calculated and wakes up at exactly 6:45am, to be at school at 7:30am. Do not wake her up prior too!)
Many of you who have followed SM since the beginning know this feeling well.
When you first picked up Twilight, you felt as if you fell down that rabbit hole. Afraid, clawing at the tree trunk, you drifted slowly downward-deeper into the abyss.
You paced anxiously, as you waited for the next book. Then as New Moon hit the shelves, you see before you a bottle with drink me, and a petit four cake with eat me on it. You run towards it, losing yourself in New Moon's angst.
Finally reaching the end of the book, you are now the right size to fit through the door. With key in hand, you head for it and begin to unlock the door, turning the knob, you hear a voice echo what is, is not; and what is not, is. You can not tolerate it any further and you open the door, revealing the long awaited next book, Eclipse.
From there, the moment of bliss is burdened with turmoil, and as you read of Victoria's anger and her lust for revenge, you run deeper into the wonderland, begging for the next release....
Then comes Breaking Dawn, and with it, you are catapulted into chaos as teacups are thrown at you, a clock swirls near your ears, a Queen calls for your death.... You reach the end of your novel, and the end of your journey.
Some feel anger, some tears of joy. As you finally have recovered, and now joyfully enjoy your sanity, you wake to see a plate near your bed. On it, a bottle and a petit four. Do you dare?
Hell Yes, I dare! I can not wait for June 5th, and remember, a dollar for each book sold will benefit the American Red Cross.
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