…or anything else that spreads like H1N1 did a few years back. It’s reaching epidemic levels today and is testing the bonds of friendship.
There seem to be zero shades of gray when it comes to the hype over Fifty Shades of Grey and the movie trailer that debuted this morning. It’s either the most magical thing ever and will help a person get through the next seven months in an otherwise meaningless world or it’s more hot air being blown into the balloon of overrated, under-developed stories that should never see the light of day again. Both sides are welcome to their opinions (void where prohibited by law) but you wouldn’t know that if you’ve set foot (or fingers) on any social media site today.
I’ll admit, I’m not a morning person. Short of Jaime Dornan showing up on my doorstep with hot coffee (which has much more to do with the coffee and his accent than what roles he’s played) I’m not getting out of bed early just for him. Or anyone else. I fully expected my newsfeed to be overrun with everyone sharing the trailer, just in case there’s someone sitting in an internet cafe in Nigeria who hasn’t had the opportunity to see it yet. What I wasn’t expecting (and perhaps should have been) was the venom.
The catty, bitchy comments about EL James being a talentless hack who should have never sold ten copies, much less millions. Personally, I do have some issues with the book, but I’m not one to rip her to shreds or say she shouldn’t follow her dreams. From everything I’ve heard, she is an amazingly sweet woman who loves her fans and hasn’t allowed the success to inflate her ego. If I had the chance to sit down with her tonight, I would and I would congratulate her on her success because it’s something we all dream of. She should be proud of what she’s achieved.
And like it or not, she did what most authors haven’t been able to do in years. She renewed an interest in reading at a time when everything is about instant gratification and not having the time to sit down long enough to read a synopsis, much less a complete trilogy. I have said repeatedly that, while I’m not a huge fan of the books, I am grateful to EL James for opening the door to a room filled with readers craving a new adult fairytale. If not for being welcomed into that room, I would still be writing internet articles on how to assemble cribs or change oil filters. And that is just one more reason for me to buy her a drink!
But then, you get the rabid fans going on the attack. People saying that authors who don’t like the series are bitter and jealous and wish they could achieve what EL has. To the last point, I’m pretty sure every author out there would love to have an unexpected success story. But as for being bitter and jealous? NO! It’s called we all have stories we love and hate. Every. Single. Person. It doesn’t make me bitter if I don’t enjoy something, it makes me a free-thinking, opinionated reader. My hope is that I am always able to focus my thoughts on a book around the story and not tear apart a fellow author. Most of the time, you would only know my opinion if you read it on an Amazon review. Other than that, I tend to keep my less-than-glowing opinions to myself unless directly asked.
I don’t care which side of this particular fence you fall on; the moment you tear down someone for having a differing opinion, YOU are the one in the wrong!
With that, I’m heading back to the darkness of my cave. It’s a happy place with no internet connection…