LeilaniOtter
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E.L. James' "50 Shades of Grey". Quite possibly one of the worst books ever written. I'm in agreement with what one person commented to her when she did her only Twitter Q&A. - "It was difficult to understand what you hated more - women or the English language."
The only way this book saw the light of day was thanks to her husband, Niall Leonard, a screenwriter, novelist, and director (known for the hit BBC series "Wire in the Blood" for years) - and not to mention, a marketing and management wizard. This was truly one of those instances where "it's not what you know, it's who you know" clearly came into play. Of course it helped that James also wrote an abundant amount of "Twilight" fan-fiction (Hmm, wonder if she ever got permission to do that, since she profited so heavily from it and all, AND touted "50 Shades of Grey" as one of her "Twilight" fan-fiction examples - with names changed, etc.
The book is a first-person narrative about an incredibly stupid woman who decides to take out a contract with a very malicious man for fetish, bondage games, etc. And that's basically it.
E.L. James couldn't write a proper sex scene if it was actually happening to her. Truly, the only way to enjoy this book is to see it as a raunchy comedy.
I can't believe this became a movie franchise.

The only way this book saw the light of day was thanks to her husband, Niall Leonard, a screenwriter, novelist, and director (known for the hit BBC series "Wire in the Blood" for years) - and not to mention, a marketing and management wizard. This was truly one of those instances where "it's not what you know, it's who you know" clearly came into play. Of course it helped that James also wrote an abundant amount of "Twilight" fan-fiction (Hmm, wonder if she ever got permission to do that, since she profited so heavily from it and all, AND touted "50 Shades of Grey" as one of her "Twilight" fan-fiction examples - with names changed, etc.
The book is a first-person narrative about an incredibly stupid woman who decides to take out a contract with a very malicious man for fetish, bondage games, etc. And that's basically it.
E.L. James couldn't write a proper sex scene if it was actually happening to her. Truly, the only way to enjoy this book is to see it as a raunchy comedy.
I can't believe this became a movie franchise.