I feel a rant coming. I can’t help it. There’s something wrong with me, there must be. Why do these things make me so, so mad?!
Okay… from the top. At this start of this week I saw something on Facebook about Fifty Shades of Grey. I’d never heard of it. I thought nothing of it. Indeed I forgot about it completely until Wednesday when I walked passed Waterstones and there was a sign outside saying ‘We have Fifty Shades of Grey in stock; the book everyone is talking about!’
…everyone like who? Certainly I hadn’t heard anything about it.
Then I got an email from one of the blogs I follow and it was entitled ‘Fifty Shades of Grey.’ Hmm.
Then yesterday while skimming my Facebook feed I saw more people talking about this bloody book. By this point I’m actually curious enough to do some digging, so I made my way to trusty old Google and began to have a look around.
Can I just say… WTF? How on earth did I miss this? Have I had my head under a rock or something?! I know I have twins to be looking after (two months old today, by the way, heeeeeeeeeeeey! ^_^), but come on! Have I just completely cut myself off from the writing world to miss out on this?
Either way, whatever it is I’ve done wrong, I found out that Fifty Shades of Grey is actually the first book in a trilogy. Written by a British lady under the name E. L. James, the first book is ‘the first instalment in a trilogy that traces the deepening relationship between a college graduate, Anastasia Steele, and a young business magnate, Christian Grey. It is notable for its explicitly erotic scenes featuring elements of sexual practices involving bondage, discipline, sadism, and masochism (BDSM).’
First of all, the story was originally a Twilight fan-fic (barf!), then it was rewritten in its own right and released bit by bit (clever). First as an e-book with print-on-demand (POD) paper copies. Funny, but Wikipedia’s description of the trilogy just makes me think of the Gor series by John Norman. If you don’t know Gor and BDSM is your kinda thing, I suggest you look them up.
-_- I feel like every time I have an idea, or a plan, someone else has got there first. I had been keeping my cards close to my chest (ie not mentioning it until I had some time to actually get to work on the idea that’s been brewing since January) but I’ve talked before about the erotica I write. It feels that everything I love is already out there and, by the time I’m ready to release or publish or whatever, the world will be sick of it. (*ahem* can anyone say vampires?).
*sigh* Its put me in something of a foul mood to say the least. Enough that I was talking about it on Facebook and Twitter and I’ve now chewed your ear in a bonus blog post to get it off my chest. Yes, I’ll admit, this is a whiny ‘why can’t this happen to me?!’ sort of post. What? Everybody is allowed one of those once in a while.
However, what I should do is say; well done to Erika James. You’re now experiencing the level of popularity and notoriety that we all aspire to and I doff my hat to your work.
Now I need to find the damn things and read them, along with The Hunger Games trilogy! After all, I don’t want to get all jealous (yes, I’ll admit that too! But I’ll get over it!) about these things until I know they’re any good. I may hate them…! Like some other extremely popular books though I’ll name no names. *ahem*
*runs to Waterstones*