Game of Thrones, the book series. Well, that’s not exactly right. Game of Thrones is the television show. A Song of Ice and Fire is the book series that serves as the basis of the television series. I’m sure I’ve mentioned that at some point, over the course of the preview and four season “reviews.” This piece isn’t thoughts on the television series, but the book series. I’ve finished half-way through the television series. I’ve never read any of George R.R. Martin’s books. Those things are tomes. Gigantic reads the lot of them, and I think it might take me 10 years to read one on my schedule. After watching the series so far, I wasn’t sure if I could read the books after the fact. Well, the more I watch, the more I wonder. Is this something I really want to get into? I doubt I’d have any time to read anything else. One would have to read them in order, uninterrupted, back to back until completion since they’re all available. Right? It’s late, and I’m pondering, as I often do at this hour. It’s late, and I’m writing, as I often do at this hour. My girlfriend Crystal is a big fan of GoT, and that’s the reason we’re watching it, as I’ve never seen it. She might not be keen on reading, but maybe she’d like the audio books. I wrote a piece on my reasons a while back, Trying AudioBooks, & I’m Not a Fan. Still, at this point, it’s far too early to tell. They seem like one of those “you only read once” type of things because of the size. A nice collection, hard or paperback, might be an investment and look good on the library shelf. Though with the size of those things, if I get them, I might need to look for another shelf.
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