My blog has been a quiet place this week. I only have so many free hours in my day, and this week they've been consumed by the newest pop culture reading sensation, 50 Shades of Grey, the story from E.L James about dominance, submission, childhood damage, love, overcoming, and sex. Whenever one of these novel series comes along and people jump up and down raving about it, I usually have to indulge as well (Harry Potter, Twilight, Hunger Games), my curiosity just gets the best of me. I know my English Literature Degree is exploding into angry flames as I read these silly little dark books, but I have to say, since becoming a mom, I really enjoy them. They're quick, easy, and guiltily entertaining. But here's the real problem: i love reading, anything and everything, so once I start a series, I can't stop until I'm done. When Miles was first born, I was told by other moms that a good book series is extremely critical when breastfeeding. After all, what else are you supposed to do every two hours while a little person is strapped to you and you're stuck on the sofa?
So, anyways, for those of you who haven't read it, all I can say is that if your uncomfortable with sexual content, you will definitely be scandalized by these books. They're a bit graphic and dark, there's LOTS of sex, and the writing is slightly juvenile for my taste, but they are certainly gripping. If you read for depth and substance, you certainly wont find it with the Grey books. However, one thing I really enjoy about the books is the underlying message of the power that lives in unconditional love. The way it can make us stronger, help us do things we never thought we were capable of, how it can heal deep wounds, help us mature, accept the bad, and bring out the best in us.
Love is everything. So, when I'm feeling a little guilty about these slightly ridiculous books, I can at least convince myself that I'm just helping myself reinforce that very important life lesson :)