The hype took me over and I cracked... I just finished Fifty Shades of Grey by E.L. James on Friday. I've let it settle in my brain, and I don't know how I feel about it. I am torn between despising and adoring Christian Grey. I am torn between admiring and loathing Anastasia Steele.
First of all, it took me over 200 and some odd pages to even enjoy the book. I didn't like it from the get-go, and I felt like I was just waiting for the magical "ooooh I love it!" moment. That moment did not come for me. However, by time the last 50 pages came- I was hooked. I needed to turn the page and I needed to know what was going to happen next. But then it ended. And I was left wanting more.
See why I am so torn?? I didn't even really care for the book, yet here I am thinking about going out to B&N tonight to pick up the next two books, just so I can see what happens next.
I hope that after reading all three books, I may be able to form a review and a more concrete feeling about it all. It is a phenomenon after all.
Maybe by time next week rolls around, I will have a totally different opinion on the matter.... so for now, I will leave it at this: torn. (but craving more)
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