If there’s one thing I’ve learned about George RR Martin by going through Dreamsongs, it’s that this guy loves to write stories about horrible weirdos. However even by George RR Martin standards Simon Kress, the main character/resident horrible weirdo of Sandkings, is an unbelievably awful sack of shit. Early on in this story Kress throws a house party attended by thirty people, a mixture of his closest friends and various exes. I am a guy who mostly reads books about wizards and space marines, and yet the idea that even one person, let alone thirty people, would want to spend one single minute around this man is the most unbelievable thing I have ever read in my life. Really had to wrestle with my suspension of disbelief for this one. I realize that Kress’s shittiness is kind of the point, and that his friends are all nearly as terrible as he is but still, how does this man have friends?
All that aside, this story is a blast. There’s not much to it beyond watching the most horrible guy you’ll ever see get his well deserved comeuppance, but that’s enough for Martin’s purposes here. This is really fun horror. There’s a constant sense of dread almost from the start, and it only intensifies as things go on. I listened to the audio book and eventually that dread got so bad that during the last half hour or so my skin was crawling nonstop. Just a constant feeling throughout those last thirty minutes of “oh my God just make this stop!” Uncomfortable and cringy, but in a way that’s really fun.
In his introduction to the story in Dreamsongs Martin mentions that Sandkings was far and away his most popular work prior to the publication of Song of Ice and Fire, and yeah I get it. This isn’t a terribly original story, Martin isn’t reinventing the wheel here or delivering a tale full of unexpected twists and turns. This thing is exactly what you think it’s going to be when you start it. The joy of it is in its execution, it’s wonderfully done.