by E L James
One of the four ancient Greek words describing the concept of Love, referring specifically to Passionate Love.
Now there's a concept: Passion.
As so many of you know, I have a fierce passion for many things: Photography, the literature of W. Somerset Maugham, the pedantry of Neal Stephenson, the rich, supple sensuousness of Computer Code. What you probably don't know is: My dark, secret, true passion is for the erotica of E.L. James.
I devoured 50 Shades of Grey like Saturn devoured his children. I tore through 50 Shades Darker like the iceberg rent the Titanic in twain. 50 Shades Freed...? Well, I can't talk about that in polite company. (Trust me. Feel free to ask me about it at the store, any time.)
Not since the immaculate Sleeping Beauty trilogy by Anne Rice have I read something so titillating, so sensual, so positively arousing to all of my senses as The Mister by E.L. James.
Ye Gods, read this book. Lend it to your friends. Whisper quietly about it in the shadowed hallways of your mind.
Live, why don't you?
I'll leave you with a quote from the master herself:
'Could this be any more illicit?' - E.L. James
Pure poetry. Pure Eros." - Kieran