
He’s reached the point where it happens on its own. Martin’s writing style and the epic scope he’s aiming for. That’s still going on in A Feast for Crows, but this time there’s also a variant on the theme: the slow pacing is no longer just a matter of George R. I’ve complained a lot about the pacing and how I think many chapters only serve to tell us about the setting without actually advancing the plot in any meaningful way. I’ll go ahead and get the main one out of the way.

I liked it (mostly), but some important factors still got on my nerves. This week we have A Feast for Crows, fourth in the series A Song of Ice and Fire and also a rare fantasy novel to grab the top spot on The New York Times best seller list.
