I just finished “A Feast For Crows,” the fourth book in George R. R. Martin’s “A Song of Ice and Fire Series. I have previously grumbled about this:http://wp.me/pROJ9-kQ This book was an intense 1000 pages. They are all intense, but this was a different sort of intense from the first three books. Martin actually apologizes at the end and explains that after writing thousands of pages, he knew he was going to have to split the book in two. Instead of writing about the characters chronologically, he wrote about them by location (north and south.) Therefore he only wrote what was happening to half the characters. And he left out the better half of the characters for the most part. I’m not saying that the book was bad by any means, just not what I was hoping for. There were some very satisfying goings on right at the end, but I won’t spoil it. But I definitely I need a breather after this. You know you’re reading something great when you feel emotionally exhausted by the end of it. My husband is halfway through the fifth book(A Dance With Dragons.) I keep looking at those 1300 pages and I’m not ready. There are still a few more books in the series that have yet to be written, so I don’t see any real rush to get through the next one. Then I’ll just be waiting around. So I picked up The Help, by Kathryn Stockett (I think you’d have to be living under a rock to not know what this is at this point) in the airport on Friday and it is excellent so far. I’m zipping right through it though and A Dance with Dragons keeps making eyes at me.
What are you reading? I would love some recommendations.