Seldom does it happen that a book rises up from absolutely nowhere and takes the whole world by storm. The names you will immediately think of are things like the Harry Potter series, Game of Thrones and, unfortunately, Twilight. Thanks to a recent development in literature (I use that term loosely in this context), we can now add the Fifty Shades of Grey phenomena to that growing list of popular books. And I for one just don’t understand why it’s there…
Although I haven’t had the pleasure of reading the books, from my understanding they are based solely around the sexual antics of a woman called Ana and a man called Christian. The books push boundaries and suddenly, that seems to be something the entire world is interested in reading. Thanks to Wikipedia I have a rough outline of the plot and I must admit I’m a little shocked that so many people are buying into this. A contract for a submissive? The red room of pain? Is this really what people want to read about these days?
Admittedly, I feel a little relieved that suddenly reading an erotic novel is no longer something people need to attempt to hide behind another book or a magazine, but from what I’m being told about this current craze, it seems like nothing more than a raunchy Twilight effect where the literature is bad and the story is ludicrous.
The trilogy has apparently been labelled “Mummy porn” given its popularity with married women over thirty, however now the fifty-shades-craze seems to be spreading and I’m left wondering if I’m missing out on something! The answer to which is, probably not.
While I might not exactly be all for the idea of Twilight fan fiction suddenly becoming the next big thing in literature, it would be unfair of me to write this without offering any kind of commendation to James for her success in the publishing industry. She has successfully done what so many of us struggle to do – myself included – and has managed to write a book that, in terms of copies sold, has gone above and beyond even the modern day legend of the Harry Potter texts. Does that make it a good book? I’m not sure I’m qualified to answer that question. All I really know is that, despite praise from my female (and some of my male) friends, I will NOT be rushing out to buy a copy of the book. Although it is a relief to see that someone has finally managed to bring erotic literature out of its designated section…
Written by Charlotte Barnes