I'm nobody's fangirl, so I’ll risk starting by saying that The Way of Kings is genuinely original: stormlight, soulcasting, bridges over chasms, and whatnot. The author of the book, this Brandon Sanderson fellow, must be an incredible writer and storyteller, right?
So, why not full marks? Slipped with the mouse?
It took me a few months to trudge through the book, which already says something. Especially the verb trudge, which describes my reading experience with unnerving accuracy. Most of the more than 1,100 pages went by at a snail’s pace.
Most, but not all. There were some truly fascinating moments along the way; their relative share was just so small that the overall effect was like sipping water faintly flavored with a single mint leaf. In fact, the story only seemed to really pick up speed at the very end. The best spices were stuck at the bottom of the glass!
Rewarding? Sure.
But I’m evaluating the whole book here, and it left me covered in cold sweat. A bit of streamlining might have done the trick… Anyway, Words of Radiance is apparently even longer, so you can probably guess the rest.
