Twitarded is a site I visit regularly for a mature view of all things Twilight through the eyes of other OCD adult women, specifically Jenny Jerkface and Snarkier Than You (pen names of course).  Their hilarious adventures living la vida Twilight not only crack me up, they make me feel a little less paranoid that my husband’s calling someone to come for me with a straight jacket (though I guess it wouldn’t be too bad in the asylum as long as someone turned me into a vampire and I wouldn’t remember the pain and I’d end up living with the Cullens. .. but that’s just a foolish pipedream).

So imagine our surprise when, while waiting in line for the double feature in DC Thursday night, the 3 moms in front of us mention the Washington Post has published an article about us more mature Twilight fans.  So I stroll down the street to buy the paper, discarding everything but section A where the article graces the front page!  And who’s quoted in the article?  Jenny, founder of Twitarded!

Because I know you’ll realize this article must be about you (like me and the other Twi Moms around me), I had to share it.  Here’s a snippet:

‘Twilight,’ the love that dare not speak its shame

Good, smart, literary women tried to resist the romantic-vampire phenomenon. And then, alas, they bit.

By Monica Hesse

Thursday, November 19, 2009

This is a story about shame.

All across the country, there were women who managed to avoid Stephenie Meyer’s series about a star-crossed human/vampire teen couple. (Vampire Edward lusts for mortal Bella, but also for her blood; the books are less plot than endless yearning). They resisted the first three books — refused to read them, didn’t know they existed — and the lunacy that was “Breaking Dawn.”

“Twilight” came for the tweens, then for the moms of tweens, then for the co-workers who started wearing those ridiculous Team Jacob shirts, and the resisters said nothing, because they thought “Twilight” could not come for them. They were too literary. They didn’t do vampires. They were feminists.

Then something happened: the release of the “Twilight” movie, which last year introduced $384 million worth of audience members to Kristen Stewart as mortal Bella and Pattinson as lust incarnate.

“Prior to ‘Twilight,’ my favorite books were by Anthony Burgess” and Ayn Rand, says Jenny West, 32, who had never heard of the series until she saw ads for the movie last year. “I bought ‘Twilight’ [the book] with the full intention of ripping it apart.” Then she read it. In one night. Bought “New Moon” the next day. “I was kind of horrified with myself, and I had to keep going.” When she finished the last book, she reopened the first one and started again.

Enjoy the rest of the article here – and whe you stop by Twitarded soon, be sure to tell Jenny you loved her story. . .and the emails from her mom.