#surprised Robb isn't a more fleshed out character in either the books or the show? - I love this about GRRM: Robb would be the hero/main character in any other fantasy series, but with ASOIAF we get Catelyn's point of view instead and Robb's still a hero, but a side character. Really, I have a lot of feelings about this series, and I really look forward to your thoughts as you get through it!
Oh yeah, I give him absolute props for that one. As I was skimming through the titles of the chapters, initially I was pretty stunned there were only chapters with Catelyn’s POV rather then Robb’s, but I then caught my own biases getting the better of me. I just really appreciate George Martin’s mind thus far and how he’s taken a pretty unconventional route with gender in the fantasy genre (which is one that gets trite real fast with the tropes it relies on) - gives me a lot of affection for him. I’m stoked to really formulating my thoughts about the characters too once I’m done with the first book and season! I’ve seen so much glorious looking meta floating around and diving into that afterward is going to be awesome
And at the end of it all, we held hands and smiled together, smiled for the first time in what felt like forever - so long in fact, that our faces twitched with unfamiliarity as we did. The sun had come out. Children were playing. It was over, and though she didn’t have to say it, I loved her for articulating it anyway. The words kissed my ears like a warm summer breeze.
I just got back from Black Friday Best Buy, because I forgot that I had destroyed my keyboard. It was a living hell. A nightmare made process by the rabid consumer lust of assholes and bastards. They roam the earth, big screen TVs slung across the backs of their children, braying like wounded goats into the dead-eyed stares of blue-shirted employees. I stepped foot in that wretched place for the sole purpose of buying the cheapest keyboard available, and an hour and a half later I felt like Lovecraft on Ellis Island, surrounded by strange and ghastly figures chanting incomprehensible syllables to eachother. EYF OHN they said. ECKS BAWKS they said. BLEWT OOTH they said. WHAT ARE YOU BLASTED YOUTHS YAMMERING ON ABOUT!?! It was terrible. Terrible. The horror…
I hereby vow never to leave my house on November 25th again. Goodnight, world.