A week ago my husband, who is addicted to the NY Times, read me an article about a book called Fifty Shades of Grey. Today when I opened the internet the title jumped out at me. In other words, the buzz has officially hit.
Fifty Shades of Grey is being touted as an erotica book for housewives meets a porno-version of Twilight. While I’m interested in seeing what all the hullabaloo is about, I’ll don’t understand why this is so scintillating. Women’s fiction, and erotica in particular, has been around since sex has been around. What makes this book even more illustrious is the basic theory of supply and demand; there is little supply and a lot of demand.
I’m looking forward to getting my hands on Fifty Shades of Grey to see if the story lives up to the hype. When I do, I’ll you know.