I recently read Stephenie Meyer's vampire trilogy, Twilight, Eclipse, New Moon, the story of 17-year-old Bella Swan who moves to the small town of Forks, Washington to live with her father, and becomes drawn to Edward, a pale, mysterious classmate who seems determined to push her away. But neither can deny the attraction that pulls them together…even when Edward confides that he and his family are vampires." To say I read these books is an understatement, inhaled or devoured are more accurate. After picking up a copy in the Cincinnati airport around 6pm on a Saturday, I began reading Twilight immediately, proceeded to read until 3am, and had finished all three books by the following Saturday. Most of my friends and acquaintances read the trilogy quickly as well. I couldn't help but use the descriptor "intoxicating", with the realization that the archetype of Western romantic love (girl and boy meet, their love is inevitable, immutable) continues to be a myth that we love and live by. Apart from not being able to drink deeply enough from these books, which is only marginally relevant to 'dare to dream', the fact that in the third book, Bella importunes, even begs, Edward to make love to her, is. I know this appears to be a non-sequitur, but stay with me.