You should have done what I did. Refused to watch a single episode until Martin got off his epic-penning genius ass and FINISHED the damn series.
He’s probably drinking 6 cent coffee, which come to think of it is the likely reason my gay, coming-of-age, Cold War geopolitical thriller set in West Berlin, Greece, and Libya isn’t finished yet. (No, I’m not kidding!)
Not that my vow has done me any good. I keep reading articles about the series, so already know way too much about undersize, fluffy dire wolves.
For all the good it did me.