Like most of fandom, it seems, I’ve been looking forward to the HBO presentation of A Game of Thrones. My anticipation was due to somewhat transparent reasons; Sean Bean and Jason Momoa. It’s a safe bet to say that I will watch Sean in anything. ANYTHING. The fact that this is a really good story only makes it better. I had planned to read the book series in which the show is based, A Song of Ice and Fire, after the first season aired, but Ben pretty much convinced me to jump right in. I jumped in, and didn’t come up for air until I had finished the first four (and only released as of this date) novels.

What do I make of them? Well, they’re good. They’re well written and the style is actually easy to follow. It’s clearly a fantasy series, though it’s not really fantastical. Some of the twists, particularly in the first and third books blew my mind. I’m still waiting for a twist (which will never come) for events in the first book, and that third one actually knocked me off the sofa. I’ll give Martin one thing, he’s not afraid to jack up a character. HA!

I do have to admit, however, that it’s my literary mind that enjoys the series rather than my fangirl mind. There is no OTP here, unless you count Cersei and Jaime, but do you really want to do that?!? There are no heroes, either. While there is no shortage of villains, there is no character that can been seen as the one you want to cheer for. I can’t say too much without spoiling people, and with this series, it would be a travesty to not experience the bombshells just as I did, so I’ll have to wait for you guys to catch up so we can compare and contrast our amusements. So GO READ!