This past December, Fifty Shades of Grey was named as England’s Book of the Year. I’ll pause for reaction. Right. A book that while many may have enjoyed, was actually horribly written. The editing was non-existent, the plot and character development was horrendously flawed, and the repetition, my God, was frankly, just too much. But it won anyway and has also been recognized as the UK’s best selling book. They have J.K. Rowling and Charles Dickens, but yet, Fifty Shades of Grey still tops out.