S & M

Let's see how many hits I can get with that title.

Ok, so recently, I spent a ton of time reading the Twilight series instead of reading the crap I have to read for school.  And the stuff for school is not crap, it's just that I have a hard time focusing on anything as of late, and it was something that kept my attention better than nursing policy, pathophysiology, or nursing behavioral theory, so I stuck with it.  I'd read it when "supposedly" studying for the NCLEX, I'd read it when putting my children to bed, I'd read it when I arrived at school early and had a few minutes to kill.  It's not that the series was so amazing, because it wasn't.  It's that it gave me temporary reprieve from my life, and without harming any of my loved ones, that's something I crave frequently.  I can now see why Mom (with a capital M) reads a lot.

Now I'm done with the series, but the emotion and warmth ignited within the series still heats some secret side of me, so I searched for some kind of vampire crappy love story to fill the void.  In my search, I decided to find Anne Rice novels, because I know that mom used to read her constantly, and I also was really enamored by the Interview With A Vampire movie, so I figured it was a good search item.

What I came up with, however, was more than I bargained for.

I'll just say this - if you ever are looking for something interesting, different, and way beyond your imagination (sexual, that is), you can read "The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty", by Anne Rice.  Her original novels were under a pen name, but she has since claimed authorship.  I finished the book this afternoon, and I'm pretty sure it was the first and last of the series for me.  It's not that a bunch of naked spankings, impossible ways to hang humans up by hooks (without hurting them),  and crazy sexual acts are not my "thing", it's just that in my personal experience, some of that was impossible.  And it was delivered in a way to make it seem like it was possible in the books, which was enticing to say the least, but I like the Twilight modesty right now.  Maybe I'll gradually build up to reading the next book of the series.

Read it if you dare.  You'll know if it was worth it by... page 3.  If you get to the line "And then her blue eyes opened", and you dare to read further, you're brave.  And crazy.

Both of which, apparently, I am.