I am losing myself in Westeros. God forbid there be anything important that needs doing outside of work this week; I went straight through A Storm of Swords and A Feast for Crows and I’ve plunged immediately into A Dance with Dragons, and it’s getting harder to stop and do other things.
I will say this, the feel of the book is oddly compressed, with so many storylines essentially about two things: Daenerys, and Stannis. Feast ranged widely, with distinct storylines in Dorne and the Iron Islands, and while much of the story centred on one region of Westeros, the Riverlands, the characters all had their seperate journeys. In Dance, the journeys run in parallel toward the same destination. It makes the two books feel very distinct from one another.