Hello everyone, I am a lazy fatass fuck. It takes me 7 fucking years to write a penny-dreadful, film-script based "novel". And it doesn't matter that it's my full time fucking job, literally the only thing I'm required to do, or that I jack off at 67 years of age by taking bum fuck vacations all over the world to live off the prestige of my now stagnate series that I can't fucking finish, that I'm constantly giving interviews and bullshit for the industry, and that I'm writing OTHER books that literally no one gives a fuck about. That's right, I'm not writing for the series that is the sole reason for all my fame and which everyone wants, no, I write other books that are truly shit and no one gives a fuck about. And when those that gave me all this money call me out on this shit, the best I can do is twiddle my fat fingers, flip them off and then whine on my blog about how ashamed I am of being a lazy fatass fuck. Oh, did I mention that I waste time playing videogames? I have all this responsibility, I'm 67 fucking years old and I waste time playing videogames, because that's really going to get the job done and get all these people off my back.
Hello everyone, I am a lazy fatass fuck. I've been waiting 7 fucking years to read a penny-dreadful, film-script based "novel". And it doesn't matter that I don't have a full time fucking job, literally the only thing my mom asked me to do, or that I jack off 67 times a day instead of taking bum fuck vacations all over the world while waiting for the now stagnate series that I can't wait to fucking finish, that I'm constantly watching or listening to interviews and bullshit for the industry, and that I'm not reading other books that people actually give a fuck about. That's right, I'm not reading the series that is the sole reason for my existence and is everything I want, no, I don't read other books that are truly great and people give a fuck about. And when those that I gave all my money to call me out on this shit, the best I can do is twiddle my fat fingers, flip them off, and then whine and shitpost on a Japanese Image board about how unashamed I am of being a lazy fatass fuck. Oh, did I mention that I waste time playing video games? I have zero responsibility, I jack of 67 fucking times a day and I waste time playing video games, because that's really going to get me a job and help me move out of the basement and get my mom off my back.
as someone who enjoyed both LOTR and HP, honestly my main hesitation towards Martin is how fucking disorganized his writing is. Once, I took a class on the 'James Bond phenomenon' taught by the author of the Pierce Brosnan-era film-to-book adaptations and the 90s continuation Bond fiction and he was so much more professional it hurts the brain.
/sp/ here, also don't forget that he supports TWO football teams.
He's a fairweather fan, sold out his novel audience for tv show, his quality dropped dead after second novel, and his output dropped dead after third novel.
If I made hundreds of millions of dollars on a half finished series, finishing it would be the last thing on my mind. I would fuck off to some European villa and cackle at the butthurt of all my fans crying for a conclusion, while I sold the rights and let someone pay me off to cash in on the story I created.
I hope he never finishes, since I heard his will prevents anyone else from finishing the series using his notes. ASOIAF never being concluded is the normie version of lamenting the classical texts lost at Alexandria.
its funny but really there are literally millions of other books one can read.
besides the new season starts in 3 months and then youll know what happens.
chill op. go read some faulkner or borges.