However, when someone is very clearly writing for entertainment, rather than to create literature as an art form, I judge them by a much lower standard because they're writing pulp for the masses. At that point it's more like watching a summer blockbuster - did I enjoy it? Were the plot holes so big that it detracted from my ability to enjoy it? Were the characters believable? Did their motivations make sense? Did the dialogue make me cringe (or laugh)?
By that standard, I think Sanderson is okay most of the time. When he tries to be too descriptive he usually falls flat on his face, and his characters are sometimes too similar to one another and not very well developed. But generally, it's enjoyable.
ἡ δὲ κἀκ τριῶν τρυπημάτων ἐργαζομένη ἐνεκάλει τῇ φύσει, δυσφορουμένη, ὅτι δὴ μὴ καὶ τοὺς τιτθοὺς αὐτῇ εὐρύτερον ἢ νῦν εἰσι τρυπώη, ὅπως καὶ ἄλλην ἐνταῦθα μίξιν ἐπιτεχνᾶσθαι δυνατὴ εἴη. – Procopius
Ummaka qinnassa nīk!
*MySmiley*