so i’m done with book three. it was atrocious. and i really liked how el james stared phoning it in towards the end. i’d say about 1/4 of the book was comprised of email exchanges and text messages between anastasia and christian. and james basically stopped writing the sex scenes because there are only so many times anastasia can come from having her nips poked.

on monday i’ll give you guys my casting choices for the upcoming movies, which i hope universal takes very seriously. and on tuesday i’ll start book one again (i can’t believe i wrote that sentence) because i only started blogging half-way through book two.

now i’m going to take a nap on my boss’ couch.

sweet dreams and anal beads,

isabelle