Tonight is a big night. It’s Valentine Day and the premier of the movie ‘Fifty Shades of Grey.’
As a writer, I am beyond green with envy over the success of E. L. James’ novel by the same name.
So much so, that in my last novel, ‘One Three Thirteen – Master of the Day of Judgment,’ I actually wrote some sex scenes, which I didn’t do in my novel ‘Ruby Sanders’ (lots of complaints about that). It seems sex sells. And to be a top selling author these days, you almost certainly have to include it.
But when I was asked whether or not, I’d go see the movie, my resounding answer was NO.
No, because I know what it’s like to be stalked and it’s anything but sexually exciting.
And secondly, because if a guy ever beat my butt thinking that would make me hot, he’d have a real surprise coming. The next day I’d be waiting outside his house or apartment, and when I got the chance, I’d run over him with my car. I’d stop long enough to get out and ask, “Did that get your juices going, honey? If not, I can back up.”
A Tiny Kitten With A Big Mouth (and car)
Eliza D. Ankum
STALKED! By Voices
One Three Thirteen – Master Of the Day of Judgment