Song of Ice and Fire

I've ordered the first four books from half.com. What convinced me was that my sister's boyfriend, Graham, who reads a ton of fantasy fiction, told me that George R.R. Martin ruined fantasy for him. The books are so good that his expectations of the genre are now so high that he doesn't think he'll be able to enjoy another fantasy book by another fantasy author as much as he has enjoyed the Song of Ice and Fire series. So here goes, it's in the mail.

I have a couple of books to finish still. The Beautiful and the Damned, is still on my kindle app about a third of the way through. I like Fitzgerald, but I can also put him off for a long time and pick back up where I left off without having to backtrack to remember what was going on. The plot isn't super complicated. (I'm not saying that's a bad thing; there's a way to tell a story simply and beautifully that is a mark of the style of his time).

I am still reading Into Thin Air that I borrowed from Chris's mom before I moved and then shelved and didn't pull back down again (maybe I'm just not the adventure type). I also started A Farewell to Arms. I don't read as much as I used to. I watch TV or blog or read internet news or play video games. I would love to be able to sit down for hours like I used to and just relax with a book, but there's always something that it seems I need to be doing. Perhaps it's time to concentrate more on giving myself that time. So I'll end this blog entry pretty quick here.

Maybe swimming today, but no running because, despite stretching, I am a bit sore in the legs. I'm under my calories and saved enough to have a hamburger for dinner. Chris is cooking. Hopefully I can fill up more on the salad than the mayonnaise and greasy ground beef! I'll check in again tomorrow to tell you all how I did.