So, I started this book, and
while I was reading I did a lot of thinking, thinking about how I'm
over reading stories about sassy poor little co-eds who find some hot
rich dude to solve all of their problems, money wise, food wise,
clothing wise, and sexing wise. I've never read 50 Shades but while I
was reading this I kept thinking, "Is this 50 Shades?" I guess I just
wanted more character development in the beginning. There's more to a
relationship than money and fornication.That being said, the second half of the book started to get pretty twisted and I couldn't stop reading. And then... holy hell, twisted isn't even the word for the last quarter of the book.
Also, the philosophy musings tie in quite well. However, this book was missing a teeny tiny bit of magical somethingness. Hopefully I can explain later after I've let the book stew in my head for a bit.
It certainly sounds from what you say here that the writer was trying to capitalize on the "success", if you want to call it, of that 50 Shades dreck.
ReplyDeleteI'm just kind of tired of it. I never read it, but there's a lot of writers capitalizing on it.
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