I confess, I have never read 50 Shades of Grey. I flipped through the book in the bookstore. The writing was so atrocious, the former English Literature major in me cringed and said, “NOOOOO! Put that drivel down. And, no not even on Kindle.”
I came across this succint synopses of 50 Shades of Grey. Now I feel like I have read the book, enough to understand any cultural references made amongst the chattering classes. Sort of like reading the Cliffs Notes version of James Joyce’s Ulysses.
They call 50 Shades “Mummy Porn” and it has spawned a whole new genre of similar titles.
I’ve got to say, I prefer my escapism in property and interiors magazines. I love nothing more than snuggling on the couch with a copy of the latest Sothebys Great Estates brochure and dreaming of fabulous infinity pools with views to die for. I’m sure that catalog has as much plot and witty writing as any of the 50 Shades trilogy.
We could all sometimes use a break from the daily grind. What’s your escapist reading?