Going in to the Science Fiction/Fantasy section, I notice that there is a very prominent display of books set up at the front of the aisle. Upon closer examination, I saw that the display revolved around the recent works of a certain author by the name of Brandon Sanderson.
Now, just to set the record straight, I had read a few of Mr. Sanderson's books before seeing this display. This is not like my introduction into Twilight (lesson learned - never take reading suggestions from girls my own age). This display simply made me remember those books that I had read, and made me reflect on them. Key word: MADE me.
Now, the first book I ever read by Brandon Sanderson was the first book in the Mistborn series. My dad had borrowed it from the library (if I remember correctly) and when he finished with it he let me read it (this was, once again, one of my book-less periods).
I liked it. It was decent. Not necessarily amazing, but still a LOT better than a lot of other fantasy books I've subjected myself to in the past. Maybe, someday, I'll read the sequel. Maybe the entire series. But so far, I haven't been especially motivated to do so, which will give you some idea of what the books were like.
At any rate, after reading Mistborn, I decided to read his debut novel, Elantris. Again, I was somewhat impressed, but not spectacularly so. It was a good book. Just not an amazing one.
So you see that there is a pattern with Mr. Sanderson's books, at least with me. I'm sure that other people would love his books, but I am not those people. That is the way of things. And so it is.
I'm not sure why I am blogging this, but there you have it. Have a loverly day. :3
