Confessions make sense only if you know the real nature of the sin. So here’s it. At one point in time, I read every available book in the Sweet Valley High series. I don’t know why. I am considerably ashamed I did. I usually bury it deep in subconscious. It’s not even like I really enjoyed them. But one reads these books to get over self-harming tendencies.
For those of you who never had the wonderful opportunity to read Sweet Valley High (SVH) – the fundamentals are thus. Two identical twins. One smart, the other bitchy. Both actually golden-hearted, super-sexy and all that. They have friends of course. Smart twin has smart friends. Bitchy twin has bitch (and super-rich) friends. The plots usually range from deep depression caused by not finding a purple skirt or falling for boys who seem terrifyingly idiotic. Plus, some pontificating adults. Not to mention constant parties and horrendously simple homework. Plus something called the “Mall” where all American kids waste time.
Another book where Jessica is validated simply for being a skinny blonde. So the twins are home from a stint in London and are at the beach, and some guy hits Jessica on the head with a frisbee! He come over to apologize and BAM! within three seconds they decide they are soul mates. Maybe I am just too old and cynical to buy this. So they make out after saying 2 words to each other. Then the guy runs off and says he can’t be with Jessica. After this encounter Jessica decides that Mystery Beach Man is the most. important. man. she’s ever. met. She claims to care for him more than she did for Sam, the alleged love of her life that Elizabeth killed when she was driving drunk. Who boy. So Jessica mopes around and Liz totally enables her.