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geekchickToday is Setting Orange, day 66 in the season of Bureaucracy, 3271.
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I less-than-three Jessa.
I own all of the books up through A Crown of Swords, mostly because I tend to hold out hope for things long past the time any sensible person would've given up and walked away already. I enjoyed The Eye of the World, but as literally thousands of pages slipped by and still not much really happened to bring us closer to a resolution, I kept hoping that maybe the next book would advance the plot. Sadly, no. Eleven books, and still notking finished. Me? Still not rewarding an inability or unwillingness to, in the words of the noted philosopher Prince (or whatever he's calling himself this week), "shut up already, damn!" with my cash or free time.
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bookslut (in today's blog entries): This headline has got it all wrong: "Robert Jordan's Wheel of Time: The Waiting Is the Hardest Part." Reading it without choking on your own vomit is actually the hardest part.
I less-than-three Jessa.
I own all of the books up through A Crown of Swords, mostly because I tend to hold out hope for things long past the time any sensible person would've given up and walked away already. I enjoyed The Eye of the World, but as literally thousands of pages slipped by and still not much really happened to bring us closer to a resolution, I kept hoping that maybe the next book would advance the plot. Sadly, no. Eleven books, and still not
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Date: 2005-10-13 12:08 am (UTC)I wanted to quit 50 pages into the first book, but I had two people begging me to keep going. Finally SOMETHING HAPPENED a hundred or so pages in, and I kept waiting for the wonderful that my friends said was there. Until I got halfway through the fourth and bet myself I could accurate predict the ending.
I won. I pitched the book across the room and never picked another one up again.
I'm glad to see I wasn't wrong about this. *sigh*