I loved the first two Merry G.'s, when there was a little plot to go along with all the shagging.

What I can't abide anymore is the sloooooowwwww progression of what little plot there is. Hasn't Merry been trying to get to that stupid ball for like, three books now?

The Merry G. story really should have been a fun, sexy trilogy. Turning them into a twelve-part epic just smacks of greed to me.