Dubbed the American Tolkien by Time magazine, George R. R. Martin has earned international acclaim for his monumental cycle of epic fantasy. Now the number-one New York Times best-selling author delivers the fifth book in his spellbinding landmark series - as both familiar faces and surprising new forces vie for a foothold in a fragmented empire.
This book is intense, a bit slower paced than Clash and Storm, but packed with details that, in usual GRRM style, reward the repeat reader. Mr. Dotrice once again gives a stellar performance in reading this complex tale, giving rich dimension to each character he voices. I particularly enjoy the voices of Stannis Baratheon and Victarion Greyjoy. Superb!
When TV commercial production coordinator Meg Curtis gets stood up by her longtime boyfriend, she vents her frustration by feverishly writing in a diary. At a time when she is unsure about all things romantic, she encounters fifth grade teacher Regina Baker at yoga class, a free-spirited single mom who is beautiful, playful, and impossibly intriguing.
This story was written as if being read from a diary, so it was hard to connect with as an ongoing story. The sexy scenes were jarring because in almost all of them, someone was crying in a panic. There was a memory shared where the narrator shoved her own feces in a girl's mouth, which completely killed the sensuality for the rest of the book. Plastic bags were used to suffocate the sub. The dom whipped the sub bloody raw. Sex could only happen in the context of a violent game and never in the real world relationship, which was convoluted by "the game" to begin with. There was a SUPER preachy scenario where the narrator commented that her family was very judgemental of her gay relationship because of their religious beliefs and her not choosing to be like them, but states that they must have a horribly boring relationship because they chose not to be like her. it was very hypocritical and awkward. This whole book was awkward. It was hard to tell if the sex scenes were forced into the story of daily life, or the story of daily life was forced in between sex scenes. It switched frequently from sixteen year old cheerleader "Oh my GAWD diary!" to mistress bitch in gear-grinding ways. And then it just abruptly ends. This story leaves much to be desired.
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