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A Clash of Kings, the second book in the epic A Song of Ice and Fire series, is in some ways even more relentlessly addictive than the first (A Game of Thrones, discussed in this entry). Like the first book in the series, A Clash of Kings is narrated from a third person limited omniscient perspective, with the chapters alternating between different characters' points of view. The thing that really impresses me about the way the story progresses here is that we get the perspectives of everyone, not just the protagonists. That means that we get into the heads of characters who would otherwise be portrayed as flat-out evil, and in the process they actually become three-dimensional and even sympathetic.
I won't go into too many details here for the sake of those of you who will read this eventually, but there's a plot development that happens toward the end of this book that made me literally drop my jaw in consternation and write a distraught email to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mary_wroth along the lines of "OMGWTFBBQ, I can't believe he just did that to me!" I actually felt personally betrayed. Everything was wrapped up by the end in a 2nd-book-in-a-huge-series kind of way, but still, I can't even remember the last time a book evoked such an extreme emotional reaction. Good times. I can't wait to read the next one.
Oh, and P.S. I have this weird compulsive thing wherein I always read the last page of books before I get to the end. This usually doesn't spoil me nearly as much as one might think; you'd be surprised how rarely anything significant gets revealed on the last page of books. A caution to anyone out there who might have the same compulsion: RESIST THE URGE for these books. That's... all I'm gonna say about that.
And now I go vacuum whilst Haley and Jeremy attempt to watch the superbowl, for I am an unpatriotic asshole and it's not like Haley can complain that I'm actually doing my cleaning for once. WHEEE!
I won't go into too many details here for the sake of those of you who will read this eventually, but there's a plot development that happens toward the end of this book that made me literally drop my jaw in consternation and write a distraught email to
mary_wroth along the lines of "OMGWTFBBQ, I can't believe he just did that to me!" I actually felt personally betrayed. Everything was wrapped up by the end in a 2nd-book-in-a-huge-series kind of way, but still, I can't even remember the last time a book evoked such an extreme emotional reaction. Good times. I can't wait to read the next one.Oh, and P.S. I have this weird compulsive thing wherein I always read the last page of books before I get to the end. This usually doesn't spoil me nearly as much as one might think; you'd be surprised how rarely anything significant gets revealed on the last page of books. A caution to anyone out there who might have the same compulsion: RESIST THE URGE for these books. That's... all I'm gonna say about that.
And now I go vacuum whilst Haley and Jeremy attempt to watch the superbowl, for I am an unpatriotic asshole and it's not like Haley can complain that I'm actually doing my cleaning for once. WHEEE!
