I'm seriously pondering the meaning of life now that I'm done reading 50 Shades of Grey. I literally don't know what to do with myself anymore. Its almost as if my Kindle was permanently attached to my body for the roughly 3 weeks it took me to read the trilogy and now a part of me is missing. I would read before I went to sleep and give myself a bedtime so I didn't stay up too late & then 3am would creep up on me & I was literally holding my eyelids open but not want to stop!
Obsessed...it got to the point where I had my Kindle propped up against my mirror as I was blow drying my hair because I couldn't stop reading. On vacation my friend Christine started reading the first book and we were making her read out loud to us to relive it. Just picture 5 girls laying on the beach listening to 50 Shades story time...we're just lucky no one over heard.
So are you Christian Grey obsessed & dream of being shackled up and punished ((I didn't actually just type that...did I))?? They seriously need to cast the movie now, though I have NO idea how they are going to actually show it in theaters without a NC-17 rating ((aka it BETTER be rated NC-17 or I'm gunna be pissed)). Plus I have no idea how they are going to cast the fucked up perfection that is Christian himself. I'm sure everyone who reads it is going to envision him a little different. My perfect Christian would be Paul Wesley, so Paul if you reading this sign that movie contract or better yet just give me a call ((wink wink))...do you agree with me or is your Christian the total opposite?
Sincerely,
Jackie Giardina
50 Shades of Obsessed & seeking a new book to fill the void that finishing this series left
