Kevin Doesn't . . . even seem to be concentrating then all of a sudden he announces "I know where Eve is!"

Finished A Clash of Kings (A Song of Ice and Fire 2) by George R.R. Martin, last night. Good book, but something that has me slightly worried is that this book is a series. I had resolved not to read anymore series unless they were finished and fully published, after Robert Jordan so effectively destroyed my faith in the epic-fantasy genre. I was unwilling to get involved in a writer's world in case the books started declining in quality or look as though they were never going to end (crimes of which Jordan is becoming increasingly guilty).

Anyway, I thought that Song of Ice and Fire was completed. It was only when I was browsing around at Amazon that I realised that only half of the series had yet been released. Nevermind. The books so far have been brilliant, and I have been amazed at not only the complexity of the world Martin is sharing with us, but also the fact that I haven't gotten bored with it. So many characters, motives, plot-lines, all deftly woven together, and I still want to read more and more. I was in town this weekend and it was hard not to just buy the two halves of A Storm of Swords so I could read them straight away (harder still considering WHSmith's 2 for £10 offer). It seems I still have a little faith in the genre.

Next on the list: From a Buick 8 by Stephen King. I read this book with trepidation; I've heard some really bad things about it.

Later . . .