I updated my ’50 Shades’ review to make it extra-feminist-friendly for The Belle Jar Magazine.
I would like to begin this post by stating that naturally, I admire anyone who has taken the time and energy to produce a novel. Even if the novel in question doesn’t entertain me, I appreciate that it took courage and bravery to write and publish it. It’s something I hope to achieve in the future and the idea of someone picking up my work and ripping it to shreds breaks my tiny walnut heart.
Having said this, I am about to criticise E.L James erotic novel Fifty Shades of Grey. I now sound like a complete hypocrite (especially as I didn’t actually finish the book, I only read 178 pages) but rather than just shouting ‘I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT!’ I thought I’d explain why I couldn’t finish reading it.
You might be thinking ‘Kate is clearly over-sensitive and easily offended and should just…
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