Fifty Shades of Grey by E.L. James

I read a good book the other day #5

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Stop sniggering, you there at the back! I read Fifty Shades wanting to know what all the fuss was about. I was far too shy to go into a shop and actually buy a copy (I’ve led a very sheltered life, y’know), but my big sister lent me hers. I said it was for “research”. It is popular to scoff at Fifty Shades. I’m not going to do that. Leaving aside all the kinky S & M stuff, which doubtless would have held me enthralled when I was fifteen, but which now that I’ve grown up a bit I began to skip after the first two or three bouts, I thought E.L. James did a pretty good job of capturing the “voice” of the heroine, a young woman fresh out of college in the USA beginning to make her way in the world. Of course, I’m not American and neither is E.L. James, so that aspect may not come across so convincingly to a native citizen. The heroine’s encounters with the sort of super-wealthy but weirdly screwed up person I truly hope never to meet may seem unlikely to those of us who live more down-to-earth lives, but E.L James managed to portray the underlying love story convincingly. As to the erotica, I get the impression EL read some contemporary porn (are we supposed to call it erotica these days?) and reckoned she could do better. YMMV but in my opinion she succeeded… um… not, that is, that I’ve read tons of porn to compare, you understand. EL thus invented the new genre of mummy porn, and if I had her brass neck I’d give it a go myself. I’ve only read the first in series.

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