I've been thinking about reading Martin's A Song of Ice and Fire series for a while now. I gave up buying books back when it became clear that my crappy temp pay was unequal to supporting my reading habit, and, with four books clocking in at well over 800 pages apiece, I figured the series would at least keep me busy for a while.
mary_wroth loaned me the first two books in the series a couple weeks ago, and their condition alone--beaten up, dog-eared, and clearly well-loved--spoke well for their contents.
I was a little dubious at first--I haven't read high fantasy since high school, and the political intrigue between ancient Houses is every bit as complex as that of Frank Herbert's Dune series, the various members of the various feuding royal families difficult (at least for me) to tell apart. But the writing behind the intrigue was good enough to suck me in, and the history and politics became clearer before long. This book had a sneaky way of gaining momentum and dragging me along in its wake. At first I just read it in fits and starts on the train to and from work; then I started reading it during lunch instead of eating at my desk like I usually do; finally it took me hostage and demanded my every free moment. I devoured the last 300 pages or so this weekend in a marathon that kept me housebound from Saturday morning until I finally went out scavenging for food late this afternoon--and even then I brought the book along with me to read as I ate.
This book has everything: lords and ladies and warfare and all that nonsense, sure, but also incest and psychopathic thirteen-year-olds and desert warrior queens and bastards and an acid-toungued dwarf and wolves. Best of all, and unusual for this genre, the writing is actually good. Not just good, but almost eerily addictive. I'm glad I had the second book, A Clash of Kings, to begin as soon as I finished the first; if I'd been reading them as they came out and had to wait for the next one, I'd be going nuts right now. Luckily the dealer of this particular crack lives all of six blocks away, and I have three more books and probably 2500 more pages of said crack to consume before my supply runs out. Oh yeah, and an upcoming HBO miniseries, apparently, which could be a triumph or a complete disaster, though I suppose I'll watch it either way.
I was a little dubious at first--I haven't read high fantasy since high school, and the political intrigue between ancient Houses is every bit as complex as that of Frank Herbert's Dune series, the various members of the various feuding royal families difficult (at least for me) to tell apart. But the writing behind the intrigue was good enough to suck me in, and the history and politics became clearer before long. This book had a sneaky way of gaining momentum and dragging me along in its wake. At first I just read it in fits and starts on the train to and from work; then I started reading it during lunch instead of eating at my desk like I usually do; finally it took me hostage and demanded my every free moment. I devoured the last 300 pages or so this weekend in a marathon that kept me housebound from Saturday morning until I finally went out scavenging for food late this afternoon--and even then I brought the book along with me to read as I ate.
This book has everything: lords and ladies and warfare and all that nonsense, sure, but also incest and psychopathic thirteen-year-olds and desert warrior queens and bastards and an acid-toungued dwarf and wolves. Best of all, and unusual for this genre, the writing is actually good. Not just good, but almost eerily addictive. I'm glad I had the second book, A Clash of Kings, to begin as soon as I finished the first; if I'd been reading them as they came out and had to wait for the next one, I'd be going nuts right now. Luckily the dealer of this particular crack lives all of six blocks away, and I have three more books and probably 2500 more pages of said crack to consume before my supply runs out. Oh yeah, and an upcoming HBO miniseries, apparently, which could be a triumph or a complete disaster, though I suppose I'll watch it either way.
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Date: 2007-01-22 05:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-22 04:42 pm (UTC)Let's have a reading/knitting party soon, yes?
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Date: 2007-01-22 06:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-22 07:04 pm (UTC)Also, don't forget about Camera Obscura on Wednesday. It's sold out; you don't want to miss it. :)
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Date: 2007-01-22 07:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-22 07:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-22 08:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-22 04:50 pm (UTC)I dig the length because I'm a fast reader on a budget, but I can see that that aspect could be intimidating for some people. But trust me, it's TOTALLY WORTH the effort.
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Date: 2007-01-22 05:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-25 08:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-25 09:06 pm (UTC)I'm happy to talk about my year as a Teaching Fellow, but I will warn you in advance that I had a pretty traumatic experience with them and have very few nice things to say on the subject.
Where are you an editor? I'd be interested in talking about your experiences in the publishing industry, where I'm currently trying desperately to get out of the purgatory of temping and into something involving benefits and job responsibilities that couldn't just as easily be done by a trained monkey.
That was phrased terribly, but it's been a bad day. You get the idea.
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Date: 2007-01-25 10:16 pm (UTC)