The posting’s been a little slow over the last week or so. Life stuff becomes paramount, sometimes. But should be back to normal sometime soon, assuming this sniffly nose thing doesn’t increase its drip-level.
Anyway, take some meditative creepy time with Tangerine Dream. More will be coming soon.
A Clash of Kings by George R.R. Martin
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
So, the second in the lengthy (and let’s admit it, perhaps never-to-be-completed) A Song of Fire and Ice series.
Reading this one took a little longer than the first. There’s nothing in the prose that’s changed too much, but it lacked – until the later battle passages – some of the quickfire snap of the first volume. Perhaps it’s as it spreads itself a little more widely? In the first novel there was simply Westeros and the Dothraki plains, pretty much – other places were mentioned, but the reader could pretty much think “cod-England and that sandy joint” and be pretty well situated. But here there’s more happening in Daenerys’ storyline in actual cities. It’s no longer courtly life versus who-are-these-horse-dudes? hardships. (more…)
Yeah nah. 