My husband is still amused at my anger over the not so grand finale of Game of Thrones. After all these years of intrigue, war, and treachery, and after the incredible manipulation of fire-breathing dragons, how could the writers let us down in such an epic manner? I am now somewhat redeemed. Football great Aaron Rodgers, quarterback for the Green Bay Packers, had some things to say about the finale, and he perfectly summed things up. Yes, the finale was a giant bust, and not the kind of bust often bared or semi-bared in the iconic series.
I’m not sure why I do this, because I read during the year too, but as summer approaches, I come up with a reading list. Maybe it’s a holdover from my school days. This year my list is ambitious. I’ve purchased Jennifer Reeser’s much-praised poetry collection Indigenous. I just purchased the 5-book bundle of George R. R. Martin’s A Song of Ice and Fire novels. I deliberately didn’t read the novels until the Game of Thrones series on TV began to come to a close, so I’ll read them now and do some commentary on the books in comparison to
Warning: There are spoilers in this article. If you’re sensitive about that, don’t read it. Although TV is my least favorite form of entertainment, I have confessed publicly I get hooked on some series. Game of Thrones is one of them. I watched episode 5 of season 8 last night, eager to see Cersei get the fate she certainly deserved. Once the episode was over, I thought about a couple things, and one is a question. Did Cersei really die?