So, I already know that once my story goes to print, my characters will have formed and shaped themselves in everyone’s minds and they will have their own personalities. However, even though I have stretched that envelope to its very furthest reaching, people are still seeing E. L. James’ characters or even some of the very original characters in my stories. No matter how independent I make Ana, people are still seeing Belle or Bella or whatever her name is (please forgive me, when I tell you that I have not read Twilight, I’m serious—I have not read Twilight). Now from what I’ve heard, I don’t know how anyone could read my stories and still see Edward Whatever-His-Last-Name-Is, but I still get people who do that. My characters are still being compared to the very originals, so I know that my characters are being compared to E. L. James’ originals.
Having said that, now that I have posted the long-awaited engagement chapter, I know that I have people asking why the hell I didn’t put a bigger ring on Ana’s finger. The answer is very simple:
That’s not my Ana, and
That’s not my Christian.
Some of you are reading “Paging Dr. Steele” right now on the blog and waiting for the rest of the chapters. Other of you have already read it, so you’ve already seen the promise ring (sorry for the spoiler). It was beautiful, yet modest, remember? That was Ana’s taste and Christian’s interpretation of Ana’s taste. As much as people wanted him to do this, he wasn’t going to go from buying her a beautiful yet modest butterfly promise ring to giving her a 20-carat Beyonce engagement ring that needed to be carried by two people!
This is why he told her that designing an engagement ring for her was very difficult. He had to temper his need for “expensive and flashy” with her desire for “beautiful, but not so flashy.” She’s already dealing with the “gold digger” syndrome and constantly reminding idiots that she had money before she met Christian. If she shows up with a ring that has it’s own area code, what do you think that would say!? I mean seriously—for her to show up in a Beyonce/Paris Hilton/Kim Kardashian engagement ring and then pretend like nobody saw it… come on, People. What world do you live in where that shit would get by the press? (For those who didn’t know, Kim Kardashian’s engagement ring for her pretend engagement had to be delivered by armored truck.)
Oh, yeah—one more issue that needed to be addressed. I got lots of suggestions for what Ana’s ring should look like and I thank you all for that, but please know this. My Ana lives in my head. If I don’t like it for Ana, then Ana doesn’t like it for Ana… sorry. Not only that, but yes, Ana is obsessed with Butterflies. However, everything she wears, does, likes is not going to be attached to a butterfly. Don’t get me wrong. A lot of what she wears, does, and likes is going to be related to butterflies, but not everything. Having said that, her engagement ring was never going to be a butterfly. Her promise ring was a butterfly. Her engagement ring needed to be very different.
I hope I have answered the questions as to why Christian and I chose the ring that we did, and trust me, we fought about this one too. We almost had another “Henry the Eighth” night over it, but I shut him down. Nonetheless, he did keep saying “bigger… bigger…” and I had a terrible time finding the ring. I was arguing with him about carats and points and size and clarity and the whole time, I’m telling him, “They’re not going to really see the ring, you asshole! They’re going to see a representation of it!” Then he told me, “You keep believing that. You find a ring that is representative of what we are trying to portray, and I’ll shut the hell up.”
It took me all damn night! I had to sleep on it, wake up, and choose the ring the next day.
I had like ten sites open including Tiffany, Cartier, Harry Winston, Blue Nile, James Allen… there was something like 15 tabs open in three or four windows in two browsers trying to find this damn ring. You would think with an unlimited budget, sky is the limit, get whatever you want, you should quickly be able to pick the perfect ring, right? Right? Yeah… right. It wasn’t even Ana—it was Christian’s ass! And he’s not even wearing the damn ring!
I ended up writing the chapter and leaving a hole that just said “DESCRIBE THE RING HERE” and then just kept writing the chapter because if I hadn’t, the chapter would have just stopped and gone nowhere! Fucking egocentric, know-it-all, arrogant, sexy, domineering, stubborn ass billionaires!
So, yeah… that’s why we chose that ring.
Love and handcuffs!
Lynn x AKA BG Holmes AKA Bronze Goddess