I just finished Fifty Shades of Grey by E.L. James and I feel so scandalous.
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When literature student Anastasia Steele is drafted to interview the successful young entrepreneur Christian Grey for her campus magazine, she finds him attractive, enigmatic and intimidating. Convinced their meeting went badly, she tries to put Grey out of her mind - until he happens to turn up at the out-of-town hardware store where she works part-time. The unworldly, innocent Ana is shocked to realize she wants this man, and when he warns her to keep her distance it only makes her more desperate to get close to him. Unable to resist Ana’s quiet beauty, wit, and independent spirit, Grey admits he wants her - but on his own terms. Shocked yet thrilled by Grey's singular erotic tastes, Ana hesitates. For all the trappings of success – his multinational businesses, his vast wealth, his loving adoptive family – Grey is a man tormented by demons and consumed by the need to control. When the couple embarks on a passionate, physical and daring affair, Ana learns more about her own dark desires, as well as the Christian Grey hidden away from public scrutiny.
Book one of a three part series, Fifty Shades started off as Twilight fan fiction and even though the names and world of the characters had to change in order for the book to be published, anyone can clearly see Bella and Edward in these characters. Since this was my first tryst into fan fiction I was a little weary that I would be rereading the same old story. Luckily, James’ novel seemed a world apart from Twilight. Gone are the vampires and werewolves and all that truly remains of the Twilight saga is an awkward young girl and the gorgeous domineering man that loves her. Okay, and the corny writing style. Seriously, both books are terribly written and cannot be taken seriously by anyone. For instance, a recent college graduate would never describe herself as smartly dressed for a date, nor would that same girl not own a computer (seriously, what age are we in?!). However, like the Twilight saga, I was unable to put Fifty Shades down. It's addictive! That being said I completely disagree with the book’s self-description of being “deeply moving”. Deeply moving it is not but it is, however, the ultimate book candy and I’m not ashamed to admit it. Probably because I'll read anything. The people who should be ashamed are the ones who only read these types of books because holy hell, there are a lot of other, and better, books out there.
Oh, and did I mention the book is essentially porn? I’m actually quite surprised that I made it so far into this post without just shouting out that fact. In fact, you may as well just ignore the whole last paragraph because what this whole post boils down to is that I read an entire book of porn and loved it. Well, most of it. There were so many hot, dirty scenes that I ate right up but then they were other parts that had me cringing, especially the parts when Anastasia referred to Christian as “Sir”. Weird isn’t it, I didn’t bat an eye when a leather riding crop was introduced but I wince just thinking of her willingly calling him Sir. Luckily, there was a balance of power and even tortured love (I really should just devote a whole section of each post to tortured love because I’ll find, and immediately become enamored with, it anywhere). But no really, if it wasn’t for Christian’s obsession with Anastasia and how forlorn he becomes without her I wouldn’t have been nearly as interested. I mean everyone wants a sex god, but a sex god and tormented heart? Gahhh!!
Bottom Line: Read the book. Even if it is porn. You’ll like it, I promise.
P.S. I would like to set the record straight that this book has been on my radar, and to read list, for foreva! But since I just read it I’m now stuck with the masses and am reading a trendy book while it’s trendy. I hate that.
And onto the next . . . I finally gave in and I’m currently reading the final book in A Song of Fire and Ice: A Dance with Dragons by George R.R. Martin.
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