Reality Is Overrated

I'm blogging as we speak while my toosh is planted in the lovely sand of Gulf Shores. Ahhh yes, vacation time! It's definitely been much needed.
I'm so grateful for it too! 2012 has been quite the year so far!

And well since being here, I've fallen victim to the Fifty Shades trilogy.
It's true. And I'm not proud.
Smutty erotica is what I affectionately refer to it as.
But it's soooo good. I just can't put it down.
Book one was great. And after you get over the shock of a few things it's not terrible.
But then book 2. Book 2 I read all on one day - it's so much better than the first.
And now, well I've had to take a slight break to come back to reality before jumping into book 3!

Isn't that what fiction is all about?
Creating an a story that you can escape into, escaping your own reality?
Funny how that works.
And I'm guessing it's kind of like a high that you have to come down from. You get so wrapped up in this fictitious world wishing your world was that interesting and great......
But then you come to the reality that it was just that.
Fictitious. Made up. Not real.
I did this with the twilight books too.
Both written by females who know what draws the attention of other female readers.
Ahhh...reality.



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