23 Aug 2014
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Fifty Shades of Red

Hello, Christian, So Very Nice To Meet You...

Fifty Shades of Red

I wanted to hate it.

Fifty Shades of Grey, that is.

Yes, with all my heart I desperately wanted to hate this overrated, overhyped, oversexed book.

And I did -- because I didn't.

I got sucked in like all the rest of the world. Sucked, soaked and spun. And for the life of me I can't understand why.

The writing is not good, the story is not believable, the sex (and there is a lot of it) isn't even a turn on.

And yet... I couldn't put it down.

I was like some pathetic school girl reading her first Twilight book. Staying up well past my usual bedtime to read just one more chapter. Imagining what Christian Grey looked like and wishing I could run into him at Trader Joe's. Envying little miss virgin Anastasia and her entre into the world of love making.

That's right, I found myself thinking about this damn book even when I wasn't reading it! That's so sad!

And the minute I finished the last page I went straight to Amazon and ordered the second installment of this ridiculous trilogy on my Kindle!


I'm so disappointed in myself. I mean, the book is not good, folks. And, yet... it's so good.

It seeps in like a virus and before you know it you're hiding it from your ten year old daughter for fear she might get a glimpse of a page where Anastasia is having her seventy-eighth orgasm.

Oh, lord, it is so embarrassing. I was fully prepared to tell you all in great detail how awful it was for me to have to read this piece of crap.

But, it wasn't. It was an escape. It was basic writing with overused words and bad dialogue and I ate it up and begged for more... hm, much like Ana.

I don't know... maybe I'm getting old. Tired. The need to be challenged intellectually not so desirable as it once was.

I've worked so hard my whole life. I've searched for answers, healing, spirituality, recovery, forgiveness, wisdom, peace, courage...

Quite frankly, it's exhausting.

So, what the hell. Maybe bubble-gum, cheap food and a dirty little love story is exactly what this gal requires for today.

I can always go back to understanding the world tomorrow.

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