It has been over a year since I last had to worry about Game of Thrones. Life is beautiful. My bank account is flush with cash, my jaw has stopped clicking, my coat has grown healthy and shiny. What even happened last season? A lot of people blew up? Cool, man. Sounds super interesting.
No one really knows how much actually goes into writing these: First I watch the episode closely, scribbling down notes the entire time. Then, I panic for up two days over how I’m going to approach things for that particular post. After that, I spend anywhere from like four to eight hours writing, editing, and coming up with dynamite zingers. After I’m finished, I share it on Facebook, wait for all them likes to just POUR IN, and enjoy what I’ve created for the rest of the day. Come Sunday, it’s rinse and repeat. It’s a lot, especially considering that I also have two freelance gigs, a podcast, and an actual job to worry about. At the end of a season, I am burnt-out.
So, when I found an opportunity to lazily, but effectively, write myself out of my own blog series in the season six finale outro, I decided to take it. What the hell, why not give myself an out, in case I truly was done this time. “Jeremy published his story, shut his laptop, and threw it out the window. He knew he would never be able to top himself. Ever. And now, his watch has ended.” At the time, I meant it, and I really did throw my laptop out the window (please do not fact check me.) Continue reading “Sansa Snark: Season 7, Episode 1” →