I’ve spent the last year trying to discover what was hiding under all my fear. Since 2019, we’ve all been in the middle of a plague and were forced to adapt. But society has moved on and the world has been dealing with a great deal of sadness. COVID-19 was a just an undergarment to what would follow.
Among many others, I lost people who were incredibly dear (my father and then my partner), and couldn’t mourn them in the way that way that I would have liked. In Victorian times I would have been able to don black, then purple, clothing. I would have been noticed as someone who was going through an enormous amount of personal turmoil, and, with my black veil, would be able to engage in society, discovering new ways to cope.
Instead, I have other coping methods, which perhaps you can relate to. Namely, forgetting that I have a brain and watching Game of Thrones for an endless number of hours.
The chaos and heartache of my own life is nothing compared to our friends on Game of Thrones, who are constantly losing people, with no time to mourn, fighting the enemies whether the morals are intact or not, and slaying (or birthing) dragons while still remembering that there’s a family at home waiting for us to return.
The final two seasons of Game of Thrones were garbage, pure and simple. The writing was disappointing, although I am curious—did they even try? The non-existent dialogue with shoddy, occasional prose thrown in did nothing to live up to the original script; in fact, it seemed to be written by a drunk four-year old. A drunk four-year-old lacking a creative mind. Still, I appreciate their efforts… sort of?
However, during this year of rest, and endless Game of Thrones episodes, I was elated to hear that George Martin is a writer for the Game of Thrones prequel, House of the Dragon. Not only will we get to immerse ourselves in society’s worst—murder, incest, mystery, love, and, hey, dragons—but Martin will once again be gracing us with his creative mind and words.
So, all of you Game of Thrones skeptics, read up on the house Targaryen and their love for, well, each other, the madness, the gore, and the possibilities, and send a wish to Martin and everyone who is involved: “Thank you to everyone who has help get me through this terrible time. I have faith, but please don’t let us down.”