Fifty Shades of Grey

This review has long been sitting on my Drafts folder, because I couldn't, for the life of me, find the words to tell you how crazy the story was and how badly it appealed to me.

I admit, I was really curious when news about a billionaire named Christian Grey hit the Internet like wildfire. I said to myself, "oh, come on, what's this fuss all about? Who the heck is Christian Grey?"

And then came the opportunity to read this. No, I didn't buy the book but I had my resources. The first part was kinda okay, Anastasia Steele interviewed the billionaire Grey and sparks flew, blah blah, blah. I actually liked Grey a bit.

Then came the sex scenes. Oh boy, I was shattered. No, really! Here I was, I thought, "hey this was a nice book, etc.. and suddenly, what a crap? what kind of world did I just get into? It was like, oh, she climaxed. And on another page, she screamed. And then on next, she was tied up in the Red Room, and climaxed again. Then the next time they had it, she was having a red day and they still did it, ewww."  And then they did it again.. and again.. and again. Oh my, Anastasia and Christian are two f***ed-up energizer bunnies!

So sorry, I think this book was a little too much for me. I thought I could handle it. But seriously, I would have trade it for another Brenda Jackson novel than to read the next Grey installment. No offense to the author EL James, but I think, Brenda Jackson writes better than her, even if Brenda isn't as popular. Just my two cents.