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I was a latecomer to George R.R. Martin's "A Song of Ice and Fire" (aka A Game of Thrones series). It took me two tries to get into it, with the second being the ebook version borrowed through Oregon's Library2Go, which I then devoured while running on the treadmill. (Obviously, this was over multiple runs.)
This was right around the time that A Dance With Dragons was about to come out or had just come out. Other fans had endured a five year wait between the third novel (A Storm of Swords) and the fourth (A Feast for Crows), and then a six year wait before Dragons was finally published. I, being Johnny Come Lately, was able to plow through all five books without much wait at all -- the only wait being getting off the wait list for the library's ebook.
But alas, I am now in the position that those earlier adopters are in, which is the seemingly endless wait for Martin to finish the sixth novel, which is supposed to be titled The Winds of Winter. I gather that part of the reason for the long waits before publication of the last two books was that Martin had found the plot getting away from him and ending up twisted into some tight conundrums that he had to figure out how to unravel. That's not surprising, considering how many characters there are and how many plot lines.
Well . . . if I might offer some help for Martin, how about starting #6 like this:
Drogon dreamed a vivid dream of a succulent boar, roasted by a single powerful breath, and then savored as a prized meal. Though satisfying in taste, Drogon did wonder why the boar was so un-boar-like in shape, slender rather than plump; but he did not dwell on such puzzles. The important part of the dream was the eating.
And then Drogon awoke with a start. His sensitive nose detected a whiff of . . . roasted meat. The massive dragon opened his eyes. There, just in front of his head was a blackened, still smoking form, with a distinct chunk of flesh missing.
Drogon dimly recalled that his precious protector, Daenerys, had been snuggling with him. He loved her and protected her. And now, it appeared that he had accidentally breathed fire on her in his sleep. A tear slipped out of his right eye. There was but one thing left to do.
He devoured her. He was, after all, still growing.
Yea! This would help clear up a lot of problems for Martin. No more needing to write boring passages about Daeny and her Unsullied, wandering around the desert, essentially killing time until being integrated into the rest of the plot.
For bonus points, he could make sure Jon Snow is dead, and the Others take over the kingdom and win. That'd be a shock ending, but hey, weren't you shocked by the, uh, events in the first and third novels in particular? Martin's already made it clear that no one (well, almost no one) is safe.
I've been a big fan of Michael Connelly's Harry Bosch series since I first discovered them in the late 1990s. The Concrete Blonde (1993) is quite possibly my favorite crime & courtroom novel.
Now comes news that Amazon is producing a pilot episode of "Bosch"; if it does well, it's expected to go to a full series for streaming via Amazon Instant Video. Titus Welliver is playing Bosch. I wouldn't have thought of him, but now that I know he's playing the role, I see him as fitting perfectly.
CBS's much-hyped mid-season drama "Intelligence" debuted earlier this week to so-so ratings. It stars Josh Holloway (Sawyer on "Lost") as Gabriel Vaughn, an ex-Special Forces operative who has been implanted with a chip that allows him to connect directly to the Internet and access all kinds of information, as well as to "render" 3-D depictions of locations based on such information (with a bit of help from his subconscious). Meghan Ory (Ruby/Red Riding Hood on "Once Upon a Time") stars as Riley Neal, a Secret Service agent reassigned to protect/mind Vaughn. Marg Helgenberger (from "CSI") rounds out the cast as the director of the U.S. Cyber Command agency to which Vaughn is attached.
It sounds a lot like NBC's "Chuck" -- guy with super-information access; woman protector. I didn't watch "Chuck," but I get the sense that was almost a straight comedy/parody, whereas "Intelligence" takes itself seriously. There are attempts to lay the groundwork for longer arcs/serialized mysteries, primarily that Vaughn's wife, another government operative, was believed to have been killed during the Mumbai terrorist attacks, which she apparently aided. Vaughn has been trying to disprove her traitorous turn. . . .
This guy Vaughn has got to be the ACLU's worst nightmare. He can effortless summon all kinds of information on virtually anyone, including driver's licenses, court records, and so on. On top of it, unlike Chuck, Vaughn is quite capable of taking care of himself physically or with a gun, so he's kind of like Jack Bauer and Chloe O'Brien (with computer connection) rolled into one!
Anyway, I thought it was okay. Since I did quite a bit of pruning of my watch list in the fall, I'm sticking with the season pass for now, but I will say that it's coasting much more on the goodwill built up by the main actors from their previous shows.