Monday, September 27, 2010 . 9/27/2010 03:12:00 AM

Seriously, I blame Twilight and Princess Diaries for the poor literary world right now. 

I've been going to libraries for as long as I can remember. And for as long as I can remember, I've never left the library without borrowing books (unless I don't have the appropriate bag to carry them). Until now. 

Now, the books I browse through have summaries that resembles that of books written by Meg Cabot (yes, I adored her when I was younger, till I realized she relied on the same plots for success) and Stephanie Meyer.

Oh the horrors of Twilight. 

The shelves in POPULAR, Times and BORDERS are full of books about vampires and werewolves. Reviews on these books usually start with, "Twilight meets X" or "You'd think this is another Twilight knock-off, BUT..." bullshit. 

I swear if I picked up another vampire or werewolf (or alien or ghosts or fairies or whatever's on that line), it'll be because the plot attracts me with something that's different from the "Insecure/Nice/Bella Girl-meeting-Gorgeous/Hot/Pretty-Boy-there-goes-the-SICKENINGLY-and-OVERLY-ROMANTIC-story-plot-that-always-ends-with-the-guy-sucking-her-neck-and-them-making-out".

This decade should be called the Vampire Boom era. Every publishing and production firms are cashing in on the Vampire Boom and abandoning what we call 'creativity'. 

Heck, even my anime website has a genre named "Vampires".

And one more line: Vampires (and werewolves and fairies, etc.) don't exist. (I think ghosts and aliens exist though.)