Storm of Swords

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

I have lots I should be writing about here.

Like, I hosted The Lovebooth! The sequel to the Happiness Booth! You don't even know how fabulous it was!

And why? Because I have given over my life to a book.

Most of Thanksgiving saw me barricading the stairwell at my in-laws home so that my child would not go tumbling down it, and my face buried in George R. R. Martin's third book in the Song of Fire and Ice series (or Season 3 of Game of Thrones to you lucky bastards with HBO) We cut off cable, so I thought I would just get a headstart and read season 3.

And now I'm feeling foolish. Foolish to be reading the book years after publication and months before the show premieres, because I am devastated and I have no one to talk to!

This mother weighed in at over 1000 pages, and I gave up sleep and work and house cleaning. I cheated on my book club. I pissed off my husband. I pissed off myself for shirking a lot of responsibility.

But it was worth every freaking second.

There are few things equal to the power of a good book - a book that confounds you and challenges you and enrages you and ultimately leaves you in awe of the author's skill and sheer audacity.  I suppose I should have learned my lesson from the first book that no one is safe, but I was unprepared for how much I would grow to love these characters and how truly shocked I would be when some were taken away. In really, really, REALLY terrible ways.

I take comfort in finding accounts of other readers who cried, swore they'd never read another word of the series, who started Where's Rickon tumblrs in a way to deflect their grief over fictional characters. Good lord, the way I am carrying on you'd think I carpooled with Cersei Lannister. *Shudder*

So I was thrilled to find a video made just for me. A survivor of Book 3 who was shaken and sad and needed a little therapy.

Please do not watch this unless you have read Book 3 or plan on watching Season 3 of Game of Thrones unspoiled because you will be very very very angry at me, George RR Martin, and the internet in general. So don't do it.


Book 3 survivors, proceed.


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