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I’m sure what I’m about to say may piss some people off, but really, that’s no real challenge to accomplish nowadays.

I saw all sorts of shit exploding yesterday when the “Fifty Shades of Grey” trailer went viral, but let’s not keep in mind what is actually is: a woman wrote the series as a “Twilight” fanfiction. As a FAN. FICTION. Because it’s fiction. So is “Twilight.” And any other book listed as, “fiction.” I can’t comment on how much actual research she did into the BDSM lifestyle, but she wrote what she wanted, what she fantasized about. Anyone seriously curious will hopefully go to more reliable sources.

I know I’ve said some stuff in the past about “Twilight,” but I at least read the books, and even seen some of the films, so I wasn’t just ranting to rant. No matter my opinion on the quality of the stuff (errrr…), I’ll always defend the author’s right to publish. Freedom of speech and all that. Which goes both ways, duh, so of course everyone else has the right to talk about, “triggering” and “abusive relationships,” or what have you.

I also want to really say this: we have choices. We can read or watch, or not. We are not fragile creatures, okay, especially if we’ve survived something 10x worse and (important) REAL. If it takes a book, or a film, or anything created by someone else to set others reeling with delusions and false perceptions of “functional relationships,” then frankly, they have something else going on, and it’s just a matter of time before something else deluded them (if they’re not delusional already).

There’s always going to be “triggers.” But let’s just take some personal accountability for our OWN actions and our OWN decisions, to turn away, to avoid. I do agree and even identify with some things I’ve seen, but y’know what? I don’t count myself as a victim anymore. I’ve survived. I’ve grown. I don’t forget, but I don’t dwell. I fought long and hard to get to where I am, but it’s because I chose to live not in the shadows of someone else’s fucked up actions, but in the “now” of my own making.

Unless, of course, the point of all of this hub-bub is just to bitch about something. In that case, yeah, fire away.

Fifty Shades/Twilight: a rant.

I don’t care that Fifty Shades of Grey started out as a “Twilight” fanfic, ok?

No, it’s not the best writing (like “Twilight”).

No, the characters aren’t the most believable/relatable/likeable (like “Twilight”).

Yes, things can get predictable/redundant (like “Twilight”).

But it is dark. It is definitely erotic. And it gave my gut some surprising emotional punches. Plus, BDSM has been something I’ve quirked a brow at for a while, so it was lovely to indulge in someone else’s fantasies (which I may have to borrow whenever i see Chris again).

Additionally, as an aspiring writer, this gives me hope. If something can start out as a tribute, but then morph into its own Goliath, then I find that encouraging.

Anyway. I’m not saying the book is intelligent or even necessarily worth the hype (like “Twilight”). But I do very much see the appeal. 

Currently reading: Fifty Shades of Grey, E. L. James.

While the prose is occasionally English 101 at best, the premise is very enthralling. I started reading last night, and couldn’t wait to get home from work to continue.

But be forewarned: this isn’t for everyone.

It focuses on the carnal aspects of sexuality and psychology. S&M, dominance/submission, etc. Which intrigues me, but could appall many others.

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