When Robert Jordan died a few years ago, I'd read all 11 volumes of The Wheel of Time series at that point. And I'd really been reading everything since about volume 8 mostly on inertia. I'd read that much already, I might as well keep reading them, I thought. Even though the series was obviously being strung along just for the sake of stringing it along, and the bloated descriptions were getting annoyingly bad. It's kinda like Jordan ran out of descriptive phrases around book 4, and just recycled them over and over and over again. But, I was working as a public school teacher in Japan, and had plenty of free time on my hands.
And then Jordan died. And I thought, "I'm done with WoT." I just didn't care anymore to finish the series, especially when I found out that Sanderson would not be writing one final book, but three.
But then this past summer, Steve was giving away books before he left for Singapore, and one of them was a copy of The Gathering Storm, WoT book 12. And I said, "What the hell, it's free."
I finally started reading it this weekend. After two days of reading, I'm 200 pages into it and finding I'm liking Sanderson's prose more than Jordan's later prose. It's that bit of freshness that the series needed. It's still long, and bloated, and I'm looking at having to trudge through another 3000 or so pages, but I may just finish the series after all.
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