You may have heard HBO has a new series based on A Game of Thrones, the first novel in George R. R. Martin's fantasy series. Lots of the bloggers and Twitterers I follow are thrilled with the news.
I'm not. It's one of a string of books made into movies recently that I didn't like and now can't avoid. I'm such a curmudgeon.
I read A Game of Thrones years ago. It was on a camping trip, and I didn't have another book with me, so my husband (then boyfriend) listened to me complain about it for days. I wasn't interested in any of the characters, and parts felt like a middle-aged man's sex fantasy. I honestly don't even remember if I finished the book.
My friend who had recommended it was horrified (as will be many of you, I'm sure. Sorry!). For years since she's been telling me it's the best fantasy series ever and I have to give it another try. Most everyone seems to agree with her. It has almost 29,000 reviews on Goodreads and an average review of 4.42 stars (out of 5).
Perhaps my expectations were too high when I started it (hype can certainly ruin a book). Perhaps I wasn't in the right mindset. I know I can misjudge books (I struggled with the beginning of Little Women the first time I read it). This blog isn't called Critically Yours for nothing!
But with so many other good books out there waiting to be discovered, I can't muster up the energy to re-read Martin. Instead, I'm inclined to believe it's just not an Anne book.
Do you ever give books a second chance? Have you ever changed your mind?