Game of Thrones Reader’s Diary Pt. 2

A Game of Thrones

Reader’s Diary

Week 2: Pages 109-202

Eddard

Poor, frozen Ned Stark. Crossed between what he said he’d do, who he wants to be, and who his king/best friend/brother wants him to be. I do not envy his position. I think the king has become soft and spoiled while he allowed his best friend to harden on his own at Winterfell, where Ned wishes he’d stayed. King Robert is crazed with hatred for Targaryens and doesn’t listen to the truths spoken by his Hand. Frustrating, to say the least.

Tyrion

The Fool has ridden north to the Wall, intending to inspect it and get a feel for the world (or lack of one, as they say) beyond. He is riding with Benjen Stark, Jon Snow, and a few others. Jon and Tyrion’s relationship here takes a step that I didn’t expect, but do enjoy and appreciate. Tyrion’s smart mouth and well-read brain come in handy. Not to mention the tid bits about dragons that made me swoon! What smart details to add! Well played, Mr. Martin. Well Played.

Catelyn 

The last time we saw Catelyn, I was hoping for someone to smack some sense into her or, better yet, put her out of my misery. Well *boom* wish granted. Not how I was expecting, of course, but in a way that makes perfect sense. Still, she’s a sharp tongued wench. She left at the end of the chapter with barely a thought toward her sons. After spending all that time draped over Bran’s bedside, I can understand the statement that she’d done all she could there. But, come on, Brickon is 3ish…he doesn’t understand why Mommy wouldn’t see him and why Mommy left. And Rob is 14 and the head of the keep now…his Mom could probably have been a big help to him. But no, no one could be trusted, it had to be her. Pfft.

Sansa

This girl…this poor simpering fool of a girl…makes me want to smack her. I suppose she’s just too much like her mother. In love with the idea of being betrothed to the simpering princeling, in love with the nice pretty things and the ideas that have half formed in her mind. She meets the knights and has, shall we say, strong feelings of both respect and fear. Ok, good…then Joffrey, the spoiled idiot, parades his “Hound” in front of her to scare her and offers to take her off on a day exploring “just the two of them”…I was actually pleased when they stumbled upon Arya and Mycah. I was afraid Sansa was going to get herself injured or raped or all of the above because she couldn’t see past her mental images to get a bead on the real prince. Then he got bit and I thought…well that’s not going to end well. Stupid

Eddard

This chapter was short, but HARD. To see Cersei Lannister and the probably inbred **** prince sit there, accusing, lying, and manipulating in order to make Joffrey out to be the victim and the hero all at once…to me it makes him look weak and his mother look a fool. But to Eddard…to Eddard it looked like his daughters opening a schism between them that might possibly never be fixed. It looked like having to kill the sweetest and best trained of the wolf pups on a whim and a whine while his best friend washed his hands of the situation and refused to ‘man up’ and handle the situation. It looked like Sansa losing her beloved pet because of Joffrey, but blaming Arya. It looked like a bad day.

Bran 

This is probably one of my favorite chapters in anything I’ve read this year, if not this decade. Bran’s dream was fabulous, a little spine tingling, and a lot mysterious. The best part, for me, though was when Bran finally awoke and found his wolf pup. Those first words after his coma…wonderfully done.

Catelyn

She arrives at King’s Landing and sends Ser Rodrik to the castle to find Ser Aron Santagar in an attempt to discover who might have owned the dagger sent to murder Bran in his coma. The dagger that sliced Catelyn’s fingers and sent her on this mad journey. In the in between time, Cat goes to rest but gets herself lady napped and taken to Littlefinger, Lord Baeris who had been her father’s ward and like a brother during their growing up time…until he dueled her betrothed for her hand. Guess who’s dagger it is? What a tidy little bow.

Jon

Jon is now in training at the Wall, learning to be the man he swore himself to be. He is also much hated for his attitude. The loner illegitimate son of Lord Stark, Jon finds issues on both sides and none of his training mates are keen on him. Tyrion Lannister’s advice, ‘don’t let them see that the words cut or you’ll never be free…’ good advice that I’m sure Jon will take, but The Bear then calls him away…a bird has come to tell him some good news.

Eddard

Ned is running ragged, already disillusioned and exhausted by life in the palace and life as the King’s Hand. Along with the issues between his children and his own extreme dislike of the counsel and learning just how out of it as a king his bestie really is, Ned finds his wife in a brothel. Ok, ok…so they were both taken there in order to speak in a place where no one would suspect either of them of ever being. Still, it is kind of funny. The love and respect between them is obvious, but I still don’t particularly like Catelyn. Eddard, on the other hand, is growing on me.

A Light Bit of Housekeeping

Hello! As the title might make you suspect, I have a few things to go over with you today. The first and foremost thing for us to discuss is that the blog will be changing. I’ve spent the past couple of days setting up an “Author’s Blog” here on WordPress and any strictly writing posts, including glimpses at and excerpts from my writing, will be posted there. I will share the odd post on Here There Be Dragons but if you don’t want to miss out on those posts, it might be better to subscribe to Soul Stained Ink (estyreesoulstainedink.wordpress.com). This blog will continue to be used for book reviews and posts about everyday life.

Speaking of reading! I’ve been given a personal challenge, both by some friends and by my own pride, to read George R. R. Martin’s A Game of Thrones. As I have a Mass Market Paperback edition, this book is slightly over 800 pages. So I thought, WHY NOT MAKE IT A READ_A_LONG/BUDDY READ? SO…If you would like to read-a-long with me or just follow my journey, please feel free to join my new Buddy Reads with Beth Goodreads Group! If you don’t have a Goodreads or prefer not to join the group, that’s fine! I’ll be attempting to remember to post weekly Game Reads updates on this blog and I’ll have updates and chats on my BookTube channel if you’d rather go watch my face talk about my thoughts on the book.

You can also keep up to date on Twitter (twitter.com/writerbaby13), where I’m sure I will be lamenting my choice to do this!

I am also getting ready to do a series of book recommendation videos, which I will link on Here There Be Dragons AND I will recommend a few books in the same genre/age level to just you guys, something special for you 😉

Finally, I am contemplating starting a newsletter that would include writing and life updates, perhaps images, and snippets from current works in progress. If that is something you might be interested in receiving via e-mail please leave me a comment letting me know! If several of you might enjoy that, I will get it set up and linked for subscriptions soon.

I hope that you all have a wonderful and blessed week. Don’t forget to check out Soul Stained Ink, the blog and/or the BookTube channel, and get your copy of A Game of Thrones ready!

 

 

 

Saturday Stories 7/9/16

This past week was a doozy in the world of words I like to surround myself with and snuggle down in to.

First of all, I joined a Buddy Read/Group Read of The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern which began for most of us on Monday, June 27th and is continuing on as people read and discuss at their own rates (One of the readers set up a thread on an existing Goodreads group) and so we are all still delving into the book even if we’ve finished as more of our compatriots comment on the different sections. I, myself, completed this book around Wednesday and absolutely adored it (rating around 4.5 stars, but I bumped it up to a full 5 or Goodreads). I own the beautiful floppy paperback version and also borrowed the audio book from Overdrive. It was fabulous, though the physical copy makes it a bit easier to follow the fluid and jumping time frames.

In the middle of reading The Night Circus, a read-a-thon started up…one that I have been anticipating and refining my TBR list for over the past 2 months. The #SmoresandMayhem Middle Grade Read-a-thon ran from July 1st – July 8th and had only one ‘rule’: each book must focus on a story that takes place during/in/around summertime.

For #SmoresandMayhem I managed to read 5 1/2 books (and DNF 1 more).

I re-read The Babysitter’s Club Super Special 1: Babysitters on Board (By Ann M. Martin) and High Wizardry (By Diane Duane). I haven’t read either of these books in so long that it was almost as though I read them for the first time. I remember loving the BSC book and feeling a bit MEH about the wizarding book and..my feelings haven’t really changed, except that I’m more outspoken about them now.

Along with those two I also completed Deep and Dark and Dangerous (By Mary Downing Hahn), The Wish in the Bottle (By Morna McLeod), and Escape from Mr. Lemoncello’s Library (By Chris Grabenstein) (this was read on audio book and it was AMAZING. Listen to it!). I quit on The Girl who Circumnavigate Fairyland in a Ship of Her Own Making (By Catherynne M. Valente) within the first two chapters. I have handed it over to my mother in order to determine if this is a book that I really do need to try to read again later, when I’m not still on a high from reading a couple of 5 star books prior to picking it up. I’m having the same issue with my 1/2 read book, The Westing Game (By Ellen Raskin)

The cool thing though, is that all the only physical library book I checked out for all of this was High Wizardry…meaning that I knocked out 6 books from my little TBR bookshelves. I’m down to about 45 now!

With all of that reading going on, I did kind of neglect my #HotandSticky Summer Writing Challenge work. I’m still a bit ahead of the game, but not by much with three days of 0 word count so far this month. Today’s (Friday, July 8th) ending target total word count 19,032 and my total current word count is 22,169. I definitely need to get my booty in gear again!

Unfortunately, I’ve lost over half of the original Sylvester outlines and have changed the story so much I’m now stalled in it trying to remember what I wanted so I know what to change (I hate it when I get all switch happy and forget what happens!). So I switched to writing the new children’s chapter book, a sequel to the recently finished Paulonious Punk (which hasn’t even been properly edited yet!) but the past couple of days has just felt like trying to pull cold taffy so all the myriad of picture book ideas, the children’s book, the 5th in the dragon series, the 2 NA/A fantasy stories, and the 2 rewrites are all just being left to their own devices. Normally one will speak to me and the rest get put aside for a bit but right now, right now I’m woefully falling behind. I better get over this soon, though, because I get CRANKY when I don’t write. It’s worse than PMS…it’s SWS (stalled writing syndrome)..and Midol does NOT help! (Coffee, Coke, Dark Chocolate, Chips and Salsa, 90s alternative music, and Netflix binges…these help. Please send some and save my poor family).

All that being said, here is a clip from the children’s chapter book. I’ve only just begun but I really enjoyed this scene, I hope you do too!

That afternoon Pauly called an emergency meeting of the adventuring club. With Fredrick and Mark Finkle still out of town at their lake house for the summer, Pauly, John, and Grandpa were the only official members available, but a quick vote allowed Sarah to tag to along too. If she got too annoying they could stick Grandma with her and ask them to bake cookies or something.

“This is gonna be SO GREAT,” Pauly exclaimed before remembering his role and sheepishly banging his small gavel on the president’s podium (a miniature dinosaur with flat top hair do and a mouth that would open and burp bubbles when you tickled its left ear). “I officially call this meeting to order! Is there any new business to attend to?”

“Yes,” Grandpa Punk solemnly raised his hand and waited to be called on. “Thank you, President Pauly,” he cleared his throat. “THIS IS GOING TO BE SO AWESOME!!!!!!!”

This caused the entire group to dissolve into a laughing it that was so loud and long it disturbed Grandmother Punk, who was in the process of baking and became afraid that her desserts would fall apart if the laughter continued.

When they had sobered up and managed to settle down a little, Pauly posed a serious question.

Fetching the club’s brand new “adventure notebook” (a pleather bound journal with the picture of a mountain on the cover) from its place of honor on top of the cluttered old desk in the corner, he began, “I think that we should each write down what’s going on and our thoughts and stuff about it from now until the end of the trip. That way we have a…a….a.”

“A reckoning of events for posterity,” Grandpa suggested with a smile.

“Exactly, a whatever it is that Granpa just said,” Pauly straightened his spine and schooled his facial expression into one of solemn thoughtfulness, “All in favor?”

Two ‘ayes’ and a ‘yupyup’ rang out among the many inventions and tools of the fort/shop.

“It has been decided,” Pauly intoned seriously, “So it shall be done.“   He passed the notebook and feathered pen to his second in command. “Johnny, will you start us out please?”