I have always been fascinated by relationships.
Any kind of relationship really, for as I grew up, it seemed everyone had one except me.
I spent most of my childhood in foster or children’s homes, where most of the other kids were just like me. Sad, forgotten little people who didn’t really understand what was wrong with the world or why most people seemed to have families and people to care for?
Eventually, I came to realise that the fault had to lie with me. It was somehow my fault that no one wanted or loved me. This was quite an easy mistake for a child to make, for all we have to go on are the facts and the reasons as we see them.
My adult life hasn’t exactly changed that mindset either. I have left a trail of broken relationships, marriages and sadness wherever I I happened to find myself. And although I have tried my hardest to make things work, it never has, not properly anyway. Maybe I still have something to learn, which is probably why I find relationships so interesting. By studying them at every opportunity, I still hope to find that magic ingredient.
Books are a great help, as they tend to detail people’s emotions and physiologies. This is probably why I so enjoyed the 50 Shades books. Here was a relationship to beat all, one that defied all the odds of a happy ending. Given the subject matter, most young women would have run a mile, but Anastasia Steele, the young and innocent heroine had the misfortune to fall in love with Christian Grey, the vulnerable and wealthy control freak, before discovering he had feet of clay. And that’s putting it mildly.
Over the course of three books, she endeavours to create her perfect relationship against overwhelming odds, and I was with her every step of the way!
I think Sach Black is right when she says in a recent post, that these books sold well not because of the sex, but because it is the perfect love story.