I yield. I YIELD you bloody bastard! I can’t quit you. You took a while to hook me with A Game of Thrones. Probably because I knew everything that was going to happen, thanks to HBO. But you and A Clash of Kings downright slayed me with your plot and your mud and your swords and your dragons and your evil kings and shadow babies.
Your books are like crack (I assume, having not actually ever tried crack, that this is what it would be like to be addicted). I CAN’T STOP.
The Seven Kingdoms have too many kings and so many characters and how and why and when will Sansa change her name to Alayne because, let’s be real, that’s really what I’m waiting for.
One more question, if I may: did you REALLY have to make A Storm of Swords over 1000 pages long? How will I ever sleep? Or eat? And what happens if I finish this and the others and am then stuck waiting for you to FINISH THE SERIES for the next 12 years???
I resist your temptations and find myself wanting.
Alayne (The real one)