I'm in the middle of writing the sequel to my novel MY LEA, and because it's Valentine's week, and because I'm so enamored with this Fifty Shades movie phenomenon, I decided to make my fictional characters a part of this too.
Here's what happened when Lea and Andrew meet Christian Grey :)
Andrew picked up the Fifty Shades book Lea had left on the coffee table. He turned it over and read the synopsis. Then he flipped the pages the way a guy would flip a Playboy magazine looking for pictures.
Lea counted mentally. One, two, thr--
"How come a twenty something guy became a billionaire in such a short time?" he asked, raising his eyebrows mockingly at her as if she was the author of Fifty Shades of Grey. Yeah, she wished.
More flipping ensued. "Does this author know anything about business?"
Lea shrugged. "She does know a lot about sex. Last time I checked, sex outsells business books."
There was a pause.
Lea lifted her head.
Andrew's shoulders shook with silent laughter.
My friend: You really believe life is unfair?
Me: Of course I do.
My friend: Give me an example.
Me: Fifty Shades of Grey. Average writing, bad prose, one-dimensional characters, no story plot, bestsellers.
My friend: You forgot hot sex.
Me: Yes. Hot sex. Lots of it.
My friend: Then it's fair.
Moral of the conversation : hot sex = bestsellers = life is fair.
A rare Valentine's Day conversation I have with my husband this week :
Hubby: Wow. This Fifty Shades thing really kicks ass, huh? I mean... look at this.
(he shows me ads from Amazon and other medias) They offer a set of Fifty Shades handcuffs and flogger as a Valentine's gift as opposed to the usual flowers and chocolate.
Hubby: It's a big deal, honey. Not many people has the ability to rewrite a (Valentine's Day) history.
THAT'S IT FOR TODAY, GUYS.
HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO YOU.