Literary Beauty
"I’m always amazed at friends who say they try to read at night in bed but always end up falling asleep. I have the opposite problem. If a book is good I can’t go to sleep, and stay up way past my bedtime, hooked on the writing. Is anything better than waking up after a late-night read and diving right back into the plot before you even get out of bed to brush your teeth?" -John Walters
I LOVE reading. Although, I didn't actually start readingreading until July of 2012 when I got my Nook, the love of my life.
Abbreviations I use in my reviews:
WTS (Wrist Twitch Syndrome) - The compulsory jerking of the wrist in an effort to pitch the nook away from the body to reduce mental anguish and self inflicted bodily harm.
ERS (Eye Roll Syndrome)- The act of rolling one’s eyes multiple times in a matter of mere minutes.
The severity of this syndrome tend to vary from benign eye rolls every now and then, depending on the situation and protagonist, to intense eye rolls, of which, cause the body to seize up for minutes at a time.
**Both symptoms tend to manifest as a result of naive, stupid, clueless, lovesick, rose-glasses wearing puddle-depth fucktard protagonists or an ag-on-izing storyline.
Ok, so I'm not a hundred percent sure which book was released first, Fifty Shades or Because You Tempt Me. I guess I could Google it if I cared enough to really get to the bottom of this mystery, but alas, I don't. Either way, there was an un-canny resemblance to each other. Even down to the token black male character with dreads...hmm, weird.And the fact that this book is only two chapters...hmm, double weird.
Then there is this thing that happens, this thing that both interested me and concerned me...the fact that she wants to please this guy from the second he starts eye raping her. Was it because of his accent? Cause I could see how that could work...hint to dominating me with your accent and other times stare at me. Just stand there and stare. While I stare back. Then heat would rush to my sex. And your cock will throb. Yeah. Just staring. Nothing strange about this at all.
Maybe I rated this one three stars because not too much happened, I couldn't be annoyed or excited, because nothing. happened. Nothing. They spent most of the time breathing on each other and daydreaming about each other, like a couple of teenagers.
Eh, I guess I'm on to number two...