Okay, this is the most ridiculous thing ever. I’ve never gotten into a story — and into a fictional character — so much before. Pressured by society, and curiosity, I finally gave in; I bought me a digital copy of Fifty Shades of Grey. And all I can think about now is finishing the book…today.
You see, I have this untreated condition called extremely short attention span and, for something to really, really, REALLY grab my attention that quick…it’s something. I have books from, like, two years ago that I have yet to finish, for goodness sake, and I’m already on chapter 12 of this one. To me, that’s huge.
I hesitated to get it before because: 1) every woman in America (as far as I’m concerned) had read or wanted to read the book and I have this silly habit (stubbornness) of not desiring the common, even if it’s good; and 2) the reviews mentioned that the book was poorly written. I may not be a syntax genius, but I do like a good flow when I read. (I see now that the prose is okay — it’s actually not that terrible.). Besides, one must give her/his fellow writers a chance!
The real action — according to what I’ve heard — hasn’t even started. I mean, I’m not that far in yet, but I am already hooked. As in, sooo hooked. I can’t believe Christian Grey is so…ah, a work of fiction. Anyway, In case you don’t know, the story falls under the erotic romance genre, which is not exactly my thing, or perhaps I didn’t think it could be my thing(?). I’m just as fascinated with Christian Grey as much as Anastasia Steele is. I’m so into it I was reading it at the doctor’s office… (Not recommended.)
I hope to finish the book before this coming weekend, when the film comes out. I don’t want the movie to ruin my reader experience.
(That bike came out kinda nice, huh!) 🙂