Sometimes, I get up on my soapbox. Other times, I just like to vent. Often, I just enjoy sharing something that is important to me with anyone who cares to read it.
Wednesday, June 4, 2014
Sorry, George RR, I'm not ready to commit...
http://insidetv.ew.com/2014/06/03/george-r-r-martin-ice-and-fire-publishing-plan-game-of-thrones/
So I've had LOTS of people recommend reading Mr. George RR Martin's works... LOTS. And I admit, they seem right up my ally and unlike the rest of the civilized world, I do not have HBO so nothing has been spoiled for me as far as character deaths go (of which, I am told, there are too many to count).
Here is my problem: I suffer from Post-Traumatic Harry Potter Release Date Stress. Or, if you prefer PTHPRDS. Its a thing, I swear. I spent a decade waiting for the releases of JK Rowling's books and movies. The series became a part of my life; the fandom, a friend. It was all-consuming in a way that might not have been healthy.
I can't bring myself to do that again.
At least on purpose. Rick Riordan, that sneaky bastard (In the best possible way. I love him. He is my spirit animal.), hooked me with the Percy Jackson books. I thought I was jumping in at the end, but then he began a whole NEW series and here I am eagerly awaiting/mournfully dreading the NEW end this October. Years and YEARS later.
So this article, that I linked above, means that for the time being, Mr. Martin and his series is nothing to me. I get the whole "artistic license" thing. He's the creator of this world or whatever so he can drag it out as long as he likes... but until he ends it, I am gonna steer clear. Didn't he take five years between the most recent two books???
At this rate, I will be dead before the series is through. So will he, for that matter... so that is worrisome.
Nope. Sorry. Won't do it.
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