Rarely have I hated an author so much for what he does to my favourite character(s) as I did Martin in A Storm of Swords. I absolutely devoured the third book of the magnificent Game of Thrones series and find it the best one till now.
Nearly every character plot is worthy of a book of its own. It really feels like you're reading five (great) books in parallel. I'm glad however I found the time to finish this book in a relatively short span of time. I don't think I would be able to capture the whole story line if I read it in chunks and bits. From time to time it was tough to remember what was going on where and who knew about what.
George Martin made me love hated characters and despise loved ones even more than Ken Follet has. I admire that in an author.
Anyhow, I found myself hoping the book would never end and sat staring at the wall for a few minutes after it did. Too bad I don't have the fourth one with me here. I'll have to wait for almost a week before I can start tearing it apart! :-(