I have a new obsession. Well…maybe obsession is the wrong word. I’ll sum up, as quickly as I can (and that means ‘I hope you brought snacks and are in a comfortable chair.’):
1) Started watching HBO’s ‘Game of Thrones‘ last year as a methadone fix until the next season of ‘True Blood‘. First show was okay, though I doubted I would ever be able to keep all the characters’ names straight. Second show, even better. By the jaw-dropping finale, I was enthralled by the series.
2) Read the first book in George R. R. Martin’s series, ‘A Game of Thrones’. It was awesome, and it made me appreciate the HBO adaptation even more. (It was spot-on, by the way.)
3) I decided NOT to read the other books, but to watch the series’ as they unfolded.
4) To hell with #3, I bought the four book set at Costco.
5) Read the second book. This one was very good, too. Still amazed at how Martin beats up his characters. Maiming, torture, death…even major players get offed with abandon.
6) Read the third and fourth books. Oh-my-freaking-Bob. War, death, witchcraft, zombies, dragons, death, intrigue, betrayal, incest, lust, death…
7) Which brings me to yesterday, when I went in search of the fifth book. I had to – you understand, don’t you? This story has burrowed under my skin like a communicable parasite. Itchy, scratchy and uncomfortable, but something I can’t deny. HOW DOES IT END???
This bad boy came out earlier in the year and is still available only in hardback, and as an e-book. It’s 957 pages. And it took him six years to publish. If the next one takes the same amount of time, I am in BIG trouble.
Enough words from me…gotta go read. And my writing? Who the hell cares? I’ve gotta know WHAT HAPPENS NEXT!
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