I'm back full-throttle into A Game of Thrones - book one, chapter 32 from 72. I had halted after zapping for awhile...
and to think there's 4 extra heavy tomes after that.
but it grabbed me. Fine, fine prose and narrative arcs focusing on many viewpoints, interesting characters and plot and subplots. Never watched the TV series...
in the meanwhile also bought Dan Brown's Da Vinci and Stephen King's The Shining (incredibly low bargain price). I also see Plato and Dickens waving at me from under the pile.
can a man ever find the time to pursue all his interests?
