Monday, April 16, 2012

For the love of Kindle

 So a while ago I purchased a kindle, as most of you know I know I absolutely love my gadgets. I thought I might one day use it but wasn’t to sure if I purchased it just to say that I had one. It certainly made sense to me, my bookshelf is absolutely full, in every inch of spare space there is a book jammed. I really don’t have any room to store any more books, and for some reason I cannot throw/give them away. My next house will have a reading room and have lots of shelves to store all my books.


With my kindle ready to be used I headed to New York best sellers, I decided I would read something that everyone else thought would be worth while, and to be honest I really didn’t know where to start. With that, I purchased the entire Fifty Shades trilogy, not knowing (honestly) what it was about, I didn’t even read the description. Well, well, well, wasn’t I in for a surprise? in fact should say my husband was in for a even bigger surprise. 

Everyone seems to have jumped on the band wagon since (I like to think I was slightly ahead of the pack) all the media attention this book has received is crazy, dubbed as ‘mommy porn’ or can we say ‘woman’s porn’.  I am no mommy and I certainly found this book very hot along with everyone else. The Fifty Shades Trilogy does to woman what a strip club does to men. Enough said!




Here are my thoughts on the book, I liked it, but there were times were I wanted to hurl my kindle into the wall, the book (trilogy) becomes repetitive, don’t get me wrong I am not an English major (far from it, at times I can barely string a sentence) but really who calls there privates “my sex” and can you stop with the “rolling you eyes” and “bitting your lip”? and the inner goddess- shoot her already! There were times that I thought I was reading the same chapters over and over again. Even with all this, each chapter kept me wanting more, it was nail gripping suspense and I felt like I was watching a romantic/action movie that you couldn’t possibly pause mid way. The language and dialogue was appropriate to the character's relative ages and socio-economic backgrounds, the plot moved along nicely, it presented as internally cohesive and consistent, and the characters were likeable, suitably flawed, and eventually conflict was resolved, the appropriate villains vanquished and our protagonists ending up in a happy but not predictable place. Classic storytelling - the whole point of fiction, no?
I think like most women it certainly peaked my sex drive and the hubby was certainly happy about that at the expense of all the other domestic duties of course. I read these books over the Easter break within a few days. The house was a mess, and we hadn’t eaten a home cooked meal in days but it didn’t seem to faze him at all.


I am looking forward to the movie release and have spent a number of conversation with my girlfriends casting the actors that should play Christian and Anastasia.
I vote for Ian Somerhalder for Christian Grey (Top left). What' do you think?
Most of my friends honestly thought I was crazy, really it’s just a book at the end of the day. After pleading my case to them, in fact giving them access to my kindle account to read the books I think after a week we were having book club meetings and trying to work out “what those balls actually look like? And how the heck do they work?” It was some of the most open conversations we had ever shared. However, it must have made it a little awkward for everyone else around us listening to our conversation. Note to self, having a discussion about this book at busy restaurants is not recommended; in fact it can be a danger to health. I had a glass of red wine spilt by a rather attractive Italian waiter on me and offering to help me clean my shirt, was hilarious for my girlfriends,  seeing me squirm after such thoughts.
I am very happy to have changed the sex lives of about 5 of my girlfriends (all but one stubborn woman who refuses to be led by my silly advise, you know who you are!!! At some point you will have to read them, I am thinking you will have plenty of time soon enough).
After finishing the third book, I felt a little empty and was in search of similar books, with that I have listed a few books which helped me with my recovery ( a few of my gals were asking me for recommendations so here they are).

My favourites so far are

- Beautiful Disaster-Jamie McGuire
- Bared to You- Sylvia Day
- Almost- Anne Eliot

 Until next time adios

Babs