50 Shades? Why that isn't enough!

Recently I ventured into the world of Mr. Christian Grey and  read the 50 Shades of Grey trilogy by E.L. James. Without the regular magnetic pull of the undead to suck me in, I was amazed to find myself complete engrossed into 50 Shades' world. I must admit this was the first series in a LONG while that had me consistently counting down the hours until I could flip the Kindle on again.  It didn't matter if I was awake or asleep, Grey was there, haunting me -reminiscent of vampire stalking its prey---just incase you were dying for an undead tie in.

Speaking of tie ins, throughout the books I could not help myself but to find comparisons between that of the charming and slightly unhinged Grey to some of my all time favorite vampiric heroes.  Taking a moment to let that thought seep in the blood stream,  it dawns on me I can pretty much make a legit comparison of Grey and each one of my undead gods. So where to begin?  Angel, Edward, Eric, Lastat, Lothaire...ooh how Grey you cover them all...50 shades baby, 50 shades.

Rumor on the blog vine is 50 Shades was originally a Twilight fan fiction spin off. Of course, when Ms. James decided to give the full blown real world author-dom a go, the names of the characters and story lines had to be moved around and changed to make the story her 'own'.  Even with the subtraction of  the obvious Twilight core facts- good bye vampires, weres, teenage angst and abstinence- not much of the concept has changed:  innocent inexperienced girl finds herself unbelievably and uncontrollably in love with a damaged and self proclaimed baby boy. Hey, if I'm going to hell....  Edward and Bella meet grown up you- Christian and Ana.

If Edward would actually grow a fang and be the Dominant we all secretly desire him to be, (Vampire the fuck up, Ed!) he would be Christian Grey. Grey is who  EVERY  vampire fanatic would give her juggler for. Sexy as fuck, into the kinky fuckery, and dominate down to the very fiber of his being. Oh hunny, you know you want an Alpha! After all isn't that the whole point of the vampire craze? Overbearing, overpowering, sexy, let's live forever, while I suffer from a paralyzing gaze induced coma making me weak in the knees and gladly handing over the vein.... gah! I blush! Rather than bore the 3 of you who actually read this blog with a 2 page blog post comparing Christian Grey to a vampire, I'll just stop my vampire lusting at a brief ramble...

Maybe it was the fact that with every trip into the Red Room of Pain, I secretly hoped Grey would finally confess his secret immortal identity. Maybe it was the was the uncanny resemblance to Twilight with a more adult feel. Seattle, you are the new Forks.  Maybe it was my ever growing hatred for Ana, --Grey, pick me I could do Sub up to par--just as I grew to hate Bella---Edward, Bella's not your life now...I am! I am coming to terms with never knowing  which shade it was that drew me in. What I do know is 50 Shades of Grey is an excellent and addictive series, one that I strongly recommend each of you loyal readers get out there and read.  I guarantee you will find yourself a guilty pleasure with Mr. Grey.

Much Ado About Nothing

It has come to my attention it has been over a year since my last published review. As I sit back and ponder upon the reasoning, a few thoughts came to mind;  was I not reading all this time?; what books have I read in the past year? Reading is a part of my everyday life and thought that I have not picked up a book in one years time is just preposterous. Perhaps the true reasoning behind my year long departure is in the quality of the works I had picked out. Thinking of the numerous Kindle reads I have acquired over the past year, the vast majority have been utter literary crap. Honestly I should have known going into them because of the price tag. Note to all readers out there, if a Kindle read is free, DO NOT DOWNLOAD. I promise you, you will be filled with disappointment and at times anger. I think of how gut wrenching some of the reading experiences were in order to just get through a chapter or two. I have never been the type of reader to not finish a story, but some were just so unbearable that the thought of continuing on felt like an entire waste of existence. After a few gut wrenching experiences, I gave up on the whole idea reading for a brief moment in time. I could no longer find the experience pleasurable.


This posting is an affirmation of sorts, saying to you my loyal readers-pretty much my own inner monologue and  a select few friends I have recently advised "I write a blog, so read it"- my hiatus is over. I've gotten my groove back. The dust has been brushed of the Kindle and my electronic reader is back to use.  That being said, the cherry popping, I'm back, first novel to be discussed is the ever growing in popularity and Mommy Porn classic (is it too soon to classify as a classic, yes? no?) 50 Shades of Grey. Yes, I know it is not paranormal romance, HOWEVER, being the pro that I am, I can already find a few comparisons to my undead lovers I am more than ecstatic to share with my loyal fan base.


Now don't get your panties in bunch, the review will be coming shortly. I have decided since this book is part one of three, it only seems right to write the review once all three have been read. Book one only took 2 days-should have only been one...Damn  you work! Why must you get in the way of my erotica?! I figure with tomorrow's paycheck I can have the entire trilogy finished by the end of the weekend! EXCITING! Now quit squirming! :)