Just finished
Dance with Dragons. Overall I didn't enjoy it was much as I did
Storm or
Feast, but that's really only because I'm a gigantic Jaime Lannister fan and he wasn't in this one too much. My wife, conversely, is terribly enamored of Tyrion, Daenerys, and even the bastard Jon Snow, so she loved it (since they were in, like, every other chapter, at least).
Still a fantastic novel, still part of a fantastic series, but there were only a few chapters where I felt really
interested the way that I did in previous books. It's no one's fault but mine for having such favoritism (which is, of course, asking for trouble in a Martin book since he kills folks willy-nilly)...but it felt weird when I finished the book and realized that, for the most part, the character I'd glommed onto the most were Asha and Ser Barristan Selmy. When my emotions range from mild disdain to outright scorn for most of the POV characters, just because of where my loyalties lie, it makes it a little tougher to really get into a novel.
