#e.l.james

[entrehojas2023]

La condesa

«Alessia observa a su marido con los ojos entornados. "Tendrás que luchar por él". Las palabras pronunciadas por su madre en su llamada de esta mañana resuenan en su cabeza. Y eso va a  hacer: luchar. Usando todas las armas a su alcance. Le ama. De eso está segura. Le desea. Y desea que él la desee. ¿Qué sucede después de que te encaje el zapato de cristal...?». Maxim Trevelyan, conde de Trevethick, ha seguido a la mujer que ama hasta lo más profundo de Albania. Ha luchado por ella y ha vencido, y ahora tiene que casarse... a punta de escopeta. Pero ¿puede un canalla reformado como Maxim convertirse de verdad en un buen marido o su mala reputación y los escandalosos secretos de su aristocrática familia destrozarán su recién lograda felicidad? Alessia Demachi ha desafiado y burlado a secuestradores y traficantes y ha conquistado el corazón del hombre del que se enamoró, pero ¿podrá hacer funcionar este matrimonio? Enfrentada al escabroso pasado de Maxim, su intimidante familia y las miradas y susurros de la élite de Londres, ¿será alguna vez respetada como condesa y esposa de Maxim o será para siempre considerada como su antigua asistenta? Desde las majestuosas montañas de Albania hasta el turbio glamur del Londres actual pasando por la idílica campiña inglesa, La condesa es una fascinante aventura de amor, anhelo y redención. "Mis pasos resuenan con un compás de urgencia sobre el suelo duro y brillante y entrecierro los ojos bajo la implacable luz de los fluorescentes. —Por aquí. —La médico de urgencias se detiene y me hace pasar a una sala fría y austera que es el depósito de cadáveres del hospital. Sobre una mesa, bajo una sábana está el cuerpo fracturado y sin vida de mi hermano. Siento el impacto de un seísmo, me presiona en el pecho y me exprime todo el aliento de los pulmones.  Nada me podría haber preparado para esto. Kit, mi hermano mayor. Mi piedra angular. Kit, el duodécimo conde de Trevethick. Muerto. —Sí. Es él. —Las palabras me dejan la boca seca. —Gracias, lord Trevethick —murmura la doctora. Mierda. ¡Ese soy yo ahora! Bajo la vista hacia Kit. Solo que no es él. Estoy yo en la mesa… tumbado, lleno de magulladuras y roto…, frío…, muerto. ¿Yo? ¿Cómo es posible? Desde mi posición postrada veo que Kit se inclina sobre mí y me besa en la frente. «Adiós, cabrón —dice con voz áspera por la pesada tensión de las lágrimas sin derramar en su garganta—. Tú puedes. Para esto es para lo que naciste». Me mira con su sonrisa torcida y sincera que se reserva para esos pocos momentos en los que está jodido. ¡Kit! ¡No! No lo has entendido. ¡Espera! —Tú puedes, Suplente —dice—. Eres el afortunado número trece. —Su sonrisa se desvanece y él desaparece. Y yo bajo los ojos una vez más, inclinándome sobre él mientras duerme. Solo que su cuerpo maltrecho lo desmiente. No está dormido sino… muerto. ¡No! ¡Kit! ¡No! Mis palabras se quedan atascadas en una garganta que está inundada de demasiada pena. ¡No! ¡No!" Read the full article

[flowerandblood]

I see you still don't see my point and keep twisting my words to show your brainless fans how great you are because you are afraid they'll see who you really are. The truth is you won't feel the need to write your fantasies about reader being dominated by masculine and violent aemond if your husband was satisfying for you. We all know why Stephanie Meyer or E.L.James started to write their wish fulfillment fantasy. They weren't able to get something great from men in their life so they created naive, helpless and stupid characters to try to experience something this way. I've got a huge list of how your readers imitate bella and/or anastasia so you could live your dream of being dominated in bed and manipulated this way. If it turns you on, fine. As if the only way to get a men is to be obedient good girl. Well I'll tell you a secret, you don't need to offer yourself on golden tray to have him on his knees. But majority of women just like to be weak, play the victim and just be passive, lying in bed accepting things. Patriarchy is still strong. And one of your answers proved that I am right. "In my opinion, a woman who "fights and opposes in such times" will simply be punched in the face, because who is she in relation to her husband? I approach it logically, not with dreams of what it might have been like if feminism had existed back then. I don't think this makes my characters weak - they try to cope with what they have." Darling, fighting and opposing in such times doesn't have one face. I've never said lady B has to fight with aemond with sword. i meant feminine way. how do you think women get their power, like Anne Boleyn, Hürrem Sultan, Elizabeth Woodville? They weren't known for their beauty. However they possessed only 1 thing beauty will never replace - intelligence. If they were stupid they'd never be anything more than baby machines and sex toys. But they were smart, used all they had and achieved more than any of thousands poor distressed nobodys. They show determination, resilience and self reliance which allowed them gain something in very patriarchal society. They understood men's games and beat them at their own misogynistic games. That's why there are so many films, tv shows or books about Anne Boleyn and zero about Jane Seymour and her uninteresting story of serving men, her lord and king. And I am afraid that's what Alys will do with Aemond once she will got her claws in him. Good for her. I hope you'll be enjoying her ruling with her pussy. Maybe take a note from her. Lady B fighting with Aemond with swords it's pointless, she would lose anyway. I mean at this point, after 50 chapters, I think you purposely keep lady B in place of no growth. She doesn't know how much power is between her legs, she hasn't learned anything about aemond (if she had learned she would have manipulated him, but this is too complicated for her poor brain) and men in general (despite being close to her father and brother) and at this point I think she's just being intentionally dumb. Feminism didn't exist back then but if you think writing about a character with Stockholm syndrome and martyr syndrom makes her or this story great you are mistaken. There is no honour in just existing, bearing things, being manipulated and lied to and then you try to tell readers it's liberating. Darling, I see you encountered abusive and terrible men throughout your lifetime who made you believe such things but another secret from me: women are able to gain nearly anything if only they learn men have always had problem with women they couldn't control. You know I really pity you, men in your life must've hurt you a lot so you decide to write a story which message is: just accept it, even if he emotionally abused you you should be thanking him. You just show how you perpetuate patriarchy in simplest way possible. Accept scrumbs from men's tables, beg for their attention and you won't be neither loved nor respected. But you don't seem to mind at all, so there's no difference for you in there.

I can't believe you devoted half an hour of your life to write such bullshit, feeling like Plato, thinking that you sound smart and can make ma sad. I'm impressed. I didn't read even half of this gibberish, I thought you were an unfulfilled woman after you started writing about my sex life and relationship with my husband.

Next anon from you and I will block you, so this is our farewell post my love 💐💐💐💐

I love how you humiliated yourself with this message and how you showed the level of your criticism

[tuttacolpadeilibri]

[wwemcumuscleslover]

Yes something happens...Like 50 Shades of Grey was originally a Twilight Fanfic but much adult, E.l.James just make changes and there we have.

Some Fic Writters has much better potential. Goo for it

I just saw an instagram post that said people have written fanfiction and turned it into original books that sell. Like… what?! You’re saying I could write and sell Beyond the Badges as long as I change things?? And people would actually read it?? Holy shit. It might just happen.

[cinturongazo]

like ms e.l.james youre british. if you did not go to a single event to get a better idea than just "i hit you 5 times 😈" then thats on you

we felt like watching a bad movie and finally watched 50 shades.... its so tame its almost funny

[werejusttouchingeachother]

So I'm researching fanfictions for my final year's thesis and its funny cause one of the primary reasons critics deem it as not worthy of being called literature is cause many of these fanfic writers eventually just write fanfictions of original fiction and change the names and a few details and pass it off as an original idea with essentially the same characters in an alternate universe like E.L James did with 50 Shades of Grey (BDSM!Twilight) and Cassandra Clare with Mortal Instruments.

You know what's not funny tho? Stealing the main plotlines of my fanfics on here and replacing the kpop bg member with another, shortening the length and passing it off as your own 🙂

[fiftyshadesofupdates]

E. L. James at the Today Show (1/30/17) New York Press junket

[twilightknight17]

Working in a library, I’ve ended up with some pretty strong opinions about some books/authors.

First and foremost that James Patterson needs to stop. Please, stop.

Anyway, there’s not a lot that I don’t like. I don’t like James Patterson, Andrew Clements, or the Rainbow Fish, for assorted objective and personal reasons. And I’m side-eyeing that Klassen guy who writes picture books about hats and murder. But there’s only one author in the whole library that I’m actually kind of scared of, and every time one of her books shows up on the carts the urge to potentially metaphorically destroy myself lurks in the back of my mind like the damn Bell of Charn.

(Haha, a book reference, go me. X’D)

Anyway, one showed up today, and I feel like getting this out of my system. Under a cut for length.

We only have copies of this author’s work in the trade paperbacks. It’s only one or two; it’s not a whole shelf like Debbie Macomber or freaking Patterson, but it’s just enough to make me agitated.

This author has the same name as my best friend from elementary school. No big deal, yeah? There’s 1708 people with that name in the US as of the 2000 census. Yes I’ve looked that up. Like a weirdo. But the photo of the author in the back of the book shows that she’s blonde, just like her. She lives roughly in my area. The picture of her looks like she could be older than me, but I’m garbage at guessing ages from appearance alone, and I haven’t seen her since fifth grade. Who knows what she looks like now?

And it eats at me when I see her books, thinking that it could actually be the one I knew.

It could be a google search away, probably a whole author biography on an author website somewhere. I could probably figure out in ten minutes if they were the same. Make your choice, adventurous stranger: strike the bell and bide the danger and all that jazz. I’ve never looked in the library catalog to see how many books she has in the system, either. Because if it’s not her, great, whatever, what a weird coincidence, look at me angsting over nothing.

But if it is her... Those paperbacks aren’t new. They’ve been around a while. And that would mean she has what I want. And I will feel inadequate. I already haven’t really tried editing my stories that are finished because I’m perpetually stuck in a rut of ‘why would anyone pay attention to me anyway’, but to know that my old best friend has at least two published books in the library that I work at would freak me out too badly to function, at least for a while.

And even if those two were the only ones, relegated to the paperbacks, and her career as a writer never went anywhere, that’s still a blow. She’d have gotten published younger than me, and couldn’t make a career of it. What hope does someone like me, with so little self-esteem that I’m basically the opposite end of the spectrum from a narcissist, have?

But there’s the other half of that sign by the bell to consider, too. Or wonder ‘til it drives you mad what would have followed if you had. As long as I’m not thinking about it, it’s all good, but when I run into those books the urge to search for answers just lingers, even though I know that the truth would most likely only upset me.

It’s probably not her. But there’s just enough evidence that it is to make me ask questions that I don’t think I want to know the answer to.

[slbakershomosexualagenda]

The thing about writing in the Lovecraft Universe is that not all the monsters and gods are public domain or fair use. You'd actually be surprised--- I know I was because I assumed everything I'd ever seen included in like, a TTRPG was fair game. Nope.

Part of me writing this series has been me checking every single thing I want to include for who wrote it, when, has their estate made a public comment somewhere, or for the still-living contributors, what does their website say.

Copyright law/license shit is kind of a minefield, and I'm not going to pretend like I know everything about it, but here's kind of how I've gone about it:

Because this project is using these characters as a form of "critique and commentary" (it's a black comedy, so, duh) I could insist it's all protected under parody law. Though a lot of the estate holders are American, I'm not. Parody law isn't as well protected in Canada, and regardless, this is supposed to be a low-stress little side project for me, I'm not only not interested on dying on that hill, I don't want to go near it if I don't have to.

Names of characters are not copywritable, but likenesses are. If a character doesn't show up, it'd be reasonably safe to mention they exist by name at least. Still, I've aired on the side of caution with some copywrited Lovecraft Universe characters depending on what context I'm mentioning them by not using their proper name, just alluding to them. Example: "Cthylla/The Hidden One" as "Daughter of the Hidden Deep", "Secret of Secrets." (Note: that's actually the funny thing about authors who convert their old fanfic into original lit. The often don't actually remove the content that makes it possibly copyright infringement, lol. 50 Shades was similar enough to Twilight Stephanie Meyer probably could have sued--- the only issue being that neither works were unique enough to have a super strong case . . . And E.L.James really exploited that with her cover art choices and stuff like that.)

Some characters are TECHNICALLY inventions of Lovecraft, so likely public domain (though even that's kind of jumbled), but it gets murky since a lot of the lore written about them was from different authors. There's not really a good answer when it comes to characters like this (Sidenote: did you know that in Oz The Great and Powerful they had to be careful as to what specific shade of green they made the wicked witch because she's not actually green in the original books? But, you know, people kind of expect the wicked witch to be green now even though MGM still holds the copyright on that version of the character. I dont know why that was never an issue for Wicked, but, whatever.)

It was Lovecraft's wish that writers keep adding and expanding to his universe and concepts even before any of his works entered the public domain (though IP law was a lot different back then) but that doesn't mean every creator that contributes feels the same way. I've hunted down every public statement on the matter I could find to see if they express any opinion on that matter. I've seen some sites state that certain creators are "very understanding" as a secondhand account but unless I could find a direct statement from the creator themselves, I've taken that as a no. So for some characters, out of respect for the author, I've tried avoiding using their creations all together unless I feel it's kneecapping the intent of my storyline (the premise of my novellas is kind of hinges on the metacommentary of living manifestations of fear) where I insert whole new creations that I hope evoke the spirit of the monster/God they're based on. My headcanon is that they're avatars or manifestations of the characters, but different enough that I'm not stepping on the authorial wishes of their creators.

I know personally in the extremely unlikely event someone wants to use a character or concept I've created as an addition to the Lovecraft Canon in their roleplay or story, movie, video game whatever, I'd be very excited. That's part of the fun of the Lovecraft property, I'm just happy to be included, but. Respecting artist IP is important.

[applepi00]

Aggressively battling illness and imposter syndrome. Swords against me shaped like “little interaction” and “you’re not that good” and “nobody cares about your weirdness” and my shields and armour shaped like “better than E.L.James/‘somehow Palpatine has returned’” and “I like my weirdness and so do my friends”

Anyway when I’m sick I want to pull an Emily Dickenson and not publish anything or very little until I’m dead and can’t see reactions but I also crave connection with people far too much to actually stop posting anywhere

[vogueisthebetterchoice-17]

Book Club: 5 Books Recommendation

have been more that a week since I posted but I’m so busy with all the study I have to do I didn’t managed to write anything. Even with the crazyness of life I managed to read two new books this weekend and gave me the idea of sharing with you some of my favorites so far. Don’t worry next post will be posted as usually on Sundays and it will be about fashion again. Don’t get mad with this one be…

[tuttacolpadeilibri]

"Vuoi che me ne vada?" "No! Pensavo che te ne saresti andata quando avessi saputo" Il pensiero di tutte le volte in cui lui mi ha accennato al fatto che me ne sarei andata una volta che avessi conosciuto i suoi più oscuri segreti mi saetta nella mente... e ora li conosco. Dovrei andarmene? Fisso quest'uomo folle che amo. Sì, amo. Posso lasciarlo? L'ho fatto una volta, e il dolore ha quasi devastato me e lui. Io lo amo. Lo so, nonostante questa rivelazione. "Non lasciarmi" mi sussurra. "Oh. Devo gridarlo forte: no! Non me ne andrò!" Urlo ed è catartico. Ecco, l'ho detto. Non me ne andrò. "Davvero?" Sgrana gli occhi. "Cosa devo fare per farti capire che non scapperò? Cosa posso dire?" Lui mi guarda, rivelandomi ancora la sua paura e la sua angoscia. Deglutisce. "Una cosa che puoi fare c'è." "Cosa?" Chiedo. "Sposami" sussurra [...] "No, Mr Grey, non è un no ma non è neanche un sì. Me lo chiedi solo perché hai paura e non ti fidi di me" "No, te lo chiedo perché ho finalmente trovato qualcuno con cui voglio passare il resto della mia vita"

[fatilightwood]

“I give you my solemn vow to be your faithful partner in sickness and in health, to stand by your side in good times and in bad, to share your joy as well as your sorrow, to support you in your goals and dreams. I promise to love you unconditionally, to honor and respect you, to laugh with you and cry with you, to share my hopes and dreams with you and bring you solace in times of need. And to cherish you for as long as we both shall live.” -Ana’s vows to Christian.

“I solemnly vow that I will safeguard and hold dear and deep in my heart our union and you,  I promise to love you faithfully, forsaking all others, through the good times and the bad, in sickness or in health, regardless of where life takes us. I will protect you, trust you, and respect you. I will share your joys and sorrows and comfort you in times of need. I promise to cherish you and uphold your hopes and dreams and keep you safe at my side. All that is mine is now yours. I give you my hand, my heart, and my love from this moment on for as long as we both shall live.”   -Christian’s vows to Ana

[books-and-cookies]

I didn't like the fact that the Telegraph (newspaper) compares Sarah J Maas to E.L.James in the smuttyness? like you've read fifty shades and I don't know how that goddamned book got the reputation it did for good well written smut when it was that (at least she didn't call his dickyness a pleasure jackhammer... *sighs* I take it back she did call it a popsicle) but as for actual emotions all I felt is rage, that quote from the paper is on the back of my HoSaB copy and I am NOT HAPPY about it al

Not even "velvet-wrapped steel" was as bad as anything E.L.James has ever written. Like, E.L.James's smut is BAD. Sarah's is light year better at sex scenes. So yeah, i understand the frustration.

[goldentemplariumcrow]

I survived the first day... but boy, oh, boy! This book is killing my braincells on another level. Not even my muses and their torture techniques can do so much damage to their victims.

The Mister is B - O - R - I - N - G.

We have a stunted man-child that pretty much only thinks of sex and sex alone, to the point where on the first chapter the first scene we have of him is the blob of a person fucking his own deceased brother's widow, followed by wanting to fuck the maid that was cleaning his bedroom and then the waitress of the restaurant he went to.

As for the main character... she's just a shallow step above Bella from Twilight and Anna from Fifty Shades Of Grey. Just a very shallow step above. At least she tried to be a human being... tried being the keyword here.

Look, I don't bark at anyone who likes Twilight, Fifty Shades or any books/media of the kind, I have my own flaws and guilty pleasures and if indulging in those make other people happy, please, be my guests and enjoy yourselves. However, for the love of all that's entertaining, don't come to me saying that E.L.James knows how to write compelling stories with dynamic characters, because she does not.

The pacing of this book is so slow I need to double check my clock every other hour, because it makes me feel like time is dragging itself as I go through these pages, translating and trying to stay focused.

Anyways... I'll stop my rambling here, but know that compared with this you all are top writers in my point of view. I don't recommend this book. Not unless you're in a group of friends, making faces and funny voices, or playing drinking games while reading this.

[diassinsol]

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