I have a confession to make. It’s been well over two years since I’ve blogged. Yes, I’m so sorry my dear ladies and gents. It’s been far too long. But I also have a damn good excuse. A DAMN GOOD EXCUSE.
Life, my dears. Life.
Falling in love, living abroad, finishing up a Master’s program, binding books, getting into a PhD program. Traveling, family, drama, poetry, intrigue! Oh, and introducing my boyfriend to GoT.
But do you know how much I love you, bloggers? DO YOU KNOW? You don’t, but allow me to wave my magical apple of knowledge in front of your faces. I love you like Cersei loved Joffrey. It’s sick and self-serving and born of a really weird relationship with my father. SO that is why I am blogging to you tonight, my darlings.
I still have 200 pages to go in the last book, but I love you all so much that I am taking a break in order to remind you guys that 1. I haven’t died, and 2. The North never forgets, and I have not forgotten you, my little angel mice.
I will return to all of you soon, darlings. Next week at the latest.
Until then, be careful, for winter is coming.