Ana has a dream about being a moth flying too close to a candle flame.  I am unimpressed, mostly because there’s no magic in this book.  Prophetic or overly-symbolic dreams are really hard to make work in a thoroughly secular book like this one.  She goes on about moths, and all I can think about…

Ana wakes up and notices that not only is Grey still pretty, he also smells pretty.  She tries to touch his chest, but he makes her stop. “Why don’t you like to be touched?” I whisper, staring up into soft gray eyes. “Because I’m fifty shades of fucked-up, Anastasia.” Am I just jaded?  Because this…

Grey shows up at her apartment.  BTW, he’s still hot.  I know at least a few of you were worried about that.  Don’t lie.  Someone out there has to be thinking that he might have de-hottified in the last few pages, and that’s why the book has to constantly assure us that he is, indeed,…

The chapter opens with Ana having a wet dream about being tied to a bed and smacked with a riding crop.  I’m not really sure how to react to this, because we’ve never seen her be particularly turned on by the thought of being hit before now.  Then again, I guess she could be really,…

Ana calls her mom, who is sorry because she can’t come to graduation.  Her husband, Bob, has twisted a ligament. He’s expected to make a full recovery, but it means he’s resting up, and my mother has to wait on him hand and sore foot. Either this author has no idea about bodies, or she…