Well , well.. That was painful. And not in a good way.
|Author: E.L. James|
Genre: Erotic Romance, BDSM
# of pages: 514
Year Published: 2011
Holy cow, that was horrible writing! Thank God I'm done with this one!
My SUBCONSCIOUS is currently floating in a river - lifeless. Just wasn't able to take all the crap I force-fed her.
And my INNER GODDESS was wondering about how many shades of psychosis those characters really have. She sank into the plush sofa in my head and put her feet in the coffee table, grabbed her copy of Are You There Vodka, It's Me Chelsea and totally immersed herself to the silly but at least funny anecdotes in the book. But not before she rolled her eyes at me. Yeah. My snobbish, snappy inner goddess is not amused by this particular choice of book. Good thing Christian didn't see that eye-roll, or she would have kicked his controlling, stalker, psycho ass once he utters his usual "So help me god, Lucresia's Inner Goddess, I will take you over my knees and smack you hard with my twitchy palms." Now let's see who's the real Dom. -_-
Seriously, this is worse than Twilight.
So many times I wanted to give up & not finish it, but, I needed to know what it is that made this book so popular.