Eric Stone
This one hurts because I love Game of Thrones. I’m all in on this world - the books, the shows, give me a spinoff for every day of the week and I'll watch it. But A Dance with Dragons is where George R.R. Martin’s insanely descriptive writing finally caught up to me and killed the momentum.
I just. wanted. something. to. happen.
Instead, I’d find myself reading three pages about the specific leather-working on Brienne of Tarth’s saddle or some other minor detail that didn't move the needle. I appreciate the world-building, but at a certain point, the "flavor" starts to drown out the actual plot. I still love the lore, but I realized I’d rather wait for a summary than slog through another hundred pages of stationary travelogue.
This one hurts because I love Game of Thrones. I’m all in on this world - the books, the shows, give me a spinoff for every day of the week and I'll watch it. But A Dance with Dragons is where George R.R. Martin’s insanely descriptive writing finally caught up to me and killed the momentum.
I just. wanted. something. to. happen.
Instead, I’d find myself reading three pages about the specific leather-working on Brienne of Tarth’s saddle or some other minor detail that didn't move the needle. I appreciate the world-building, but at a certain point, the "flavor" starts to drown out the actual plot. I still love the lore, but I realized I’d rather wait for a summary than slog through another hundred pages of stationary travelogue.