50 Shades of Games
Since When Have Books Been This Much Fun?
I’ve never had to read; my life is already the most exciting story I could ever tell.
I am the modern Byronic hero: mysteriously damaged, charged with a renewable battery of sexual energy & a lust for anything that will satiate & destruct. I am the anti-heroine & I am winter & I am coming for you.
I can shoot an arrow straight, wield a sword without fear, inflict pain with precision & pleasure with abandon all while carrying a 100 pound Louis Vuitton Steamer Trunk.
My destrier has no name, neither did my father’s. The black stallion is our family’s mark, it’s long, thick mane shining like a terror you cannot grasp, slick in the daylight, a braided coal mine crashing nightmare by night.
I do not play games. I am at odds with Life & Death & I look them in the eye every time I look at my reflection. I tell Death “not today” & invite Life into the red room of pleasure.
Books are worthless to a lady like me, who hungers to sit upon the throne of satisfaction, driving forward, excelled in existence.
Books bore me with their allusion, alliteration & sizzling onomatopoeia.
Why bother reading when living comes so easy?
Easy: “A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies,” said Jojen. “The man
who never reads lives only one.”
-Puss Bainbridge (Swellco & Swellco #88321C)
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