Ramblings of a Ringless Wife

Ringless Wife, Messy House, Cluttered Brain. All in a standard day.

June 26: My books

Ok, I know, I lied.
I had every intention of catching up yesterday, thinking I could easily knock over my blogs. I didn’t even open wordpress to start.

Things in the last three days have been a blur of midnight sales to get a jump on Christmas, Christian Grey, Tournaments, Anastasia Steele, getting my home organised, and Christian Grey. Yes, he is in there twice.

I’m the first to admit, that when it comes to books, if I like it, I will cleave to it. Whether or not the book is regarded as “badly written” I will still read and love it. When it comes to books, I have been always been ignorant of others’ opinions of them. I don’t care who thinks what of it, I like it. And while some people are likening 50 Shades of Grey to an extended Mills and Boon trashy read, I have been blissfully submerged in the novels for the last three days. It has given my brain some much needed space.

I  have been told that I read books of poor quality, that reading a book designed to stimulate you in places other than your brain is a literary faux pas, and that I should be looking for harder reads. The thing that is frustrating me is that I read “harder” books. I have spoken before about my favorite authors, and I have always insisted that I have an eclectic taste when it comes to the written word. Just because I choose to dive into a novel with a mindset to block out the world doesn’t mean that I am an ignorant, trailer-trash reader.

I don’t always read to be stimulated. Sometimes I read to escape – that’s when I read Harry Potter. Sometimes I read to give my brain space – that’s when I read Mills and Boon. Sometimes I read to remember – that’s when I read Anne Of Green Gables. And you know what? Sometimes I read for my enjoyment – and that’s when I’ll read 50 Shades of Grey.

Yes, there is sex in 50 Shades, Lots and Lots of sex. There is also terror, and mystery, and love, and grief, and fierce loyalty.

When it comes to books and the written word, I am no hipster. If there is hype around a book, I will read it. I won’t look deeply into whether or not the author uses too many words, when a few will do. I won’t say something is badly written if I haven’t read it. I will appreciate it for what it is: someones hard work they  have put out into a world where everyone is quick to condemn and slow to praise.

I know people who have written great stories, yet don’t even try for publishing because they are scared someone will tear them to shreds. The people who do have the guts to put anything on a shelf deserve kudos.

Even if some people think something is badly written and that I am selling myself short by reading it, I will still read it. What I read, and what I enjoy is more important to me than others opinions. Reading is my escape, I don’t do it to look smart or funny or like I have the knowledge of the world inside my head. Maybe others should try that.


June 25: whoops.

Today, I had every intention of catching up on this blog.
Then this happened:

Sorry lovelies… I’ll be back on top tomorrow!!!

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June 24: I’m gonna beat you to 50 Shades Of Grey!

***Cue Mission Impossible theme music***

dun dun dun, dun dun-dun, dun dun dun, dun dun-dun, dunnadun!

Tamika and I embarked on a mission today, and obviously it is one of mammoth proportions. What are we trying to achieve? Ownership of 50 Shades Of Grey.

Yesterday, Big W had literally hundreds of copies of the first book. Obviously, hundreds of women needing some “alone-time” with this book converged on Big W and they were sold out. Next stop?  Target… KMart… Woolies… Coles… Dymocks… Second Hand book stores… everywhere from Albury to Wangaratta were sold out. It appears that there is not one single freakin’ book available in this whole area.

I don’t know anything about this book other than that it is pretty soft core po-… ahhh, stimulation. But, I am going to say that this E. L James is one happy mofo right now. School girls to librarians to grandmothers are all reading the book and the two following it.

According to someone who works in a store that sold these, this is happening more than you would think:

I don’t want to buy the books on iTunes, as that means I can read them only my iPhone which kills my eyes and is kind of annoying. I don’t want to order the books from an online site, as that can take up to two weeks to get here and I’m just not that patient. I can’t get the PDF to work on my E-Reader and I’m at the stage where I have asked for the books on a local recycle site, and offered Daniels left nut for it!

Tamika and I were ready to go on a 150km round-trip roadie to get the books – the frustration on our faces at not being able to find anything but a great empty rack must have been comical to anyone else.

According to the stores when they were rung, KMart in Wangaratta has gone through 3 pallets of the books this week alone. BigW in Wang and Lavington have gone through 1.5 Pallets. KMart in Albury has gone through 2 Pallets.

There are no copies of any of the three books in my whole area and a 100km radius around us.

I think I know why. Edward Cullen, move on over sucker. Your sparkling fairy-ness is no match for 50 Shades of Grey!