Mother Reader

So, I introduced my Mum to the Song of Ice and Fire books (the ones Game of Thrones is based on for the uninitiated) back when I was on Book 3.


She has now not only caught up with me, but overtaken me as I read through book 5.


True, I have a new job and am working hard at it and am no longer commuting for three hours a day, thus reducing my reading time, but still... I feel like a bit of a failure.


Must. Try. Harder.

Mind Enema

Sigh.

I finished "A Feast for Crows" (to give it it's flawed yet correct title) a few days ago. I'm now waiting for the next time I see one of my two friends who've already read "A Dance With Dragons" so that they can lend it to me. It's agonising.

More agonising than trudging through "Feast" (which in my opinion was way weaker than "A Storm of Swords") only to find out that I have to wait for the next book to catch up on Tyrion's escapades.

In the meantime, I'm settling into some of the True Blood books, as I really enjoy the series. So far they are MUCH lighter (and crapper) than the TV show. But after being immersed in the "Song of Ice and Fire" series for so long, it's actually quite pleasant to read something that requires no brain power to process.

It's like an enema for my mind.

A Game For Thrones

After my post the other day, I just wanted to point out that I do know that the corect title of Book 4 of "A Song of Ice and Fire" is "A Feast for Crows". The reason I keep caling it "A Feast of Crows", is because all of the earlier books had an of in the title:

"A Game of Thrones"
"A Clash of Kings"
"A Storm of Swords"

I just like things to follow patterns. Maybe that's just the OCD talking...