It all began when KoD came out. I think excalibur and I were separated by an ocean once more. Somehow or other (my memory is a bit vague) he got the hardback first and read it. Without me. I found out when I joined him in England. I could have killed him. We were going to read it at the same time, I thought, and he'd read it. I can't describe how furious I was at the time.

Anyway, I'm not sure what happened after that. Life got in the way. Wotmania ended. Robert Jordan died. It was his last book and I didn't want to read it. I finally did a couple of years ago. Maybe more; I can't remember. Then I moved on to the first Sanderson one. For some reason, it simply didn't hold my interest.

Aviendha had a long POV in there that I felt portrayed her as weak and worrisome, and pretty damned annoying.

Now even more time has passed since I tried to finish the series, and I can't remember all the subplots. I don't know whether I can, should, or even want to try again from the beginning.

But just in case I do, don't spoil it for me

Well, there you have it. I'm sure you don't care, and I don't know why I'm telling you. Nevertheless, it's kind of good to be back.