The other day I finished a book I had been looking forward to reading for a while. It was a book written by an author I’ve liked quite a bit in the past. Unfortunately, I was so disappointed. It wasn’t that the story was bad; it was that it was a copy. I couldn’t understand why a well-established author would deviate so far from the books she’s written in order to emulate someone else. I’m sure it won’t be a surprise to hear the book she patterned hers after was Fifty Shades of Grey. Publish...