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The conclusion: more books to add to the "to be read" pile.
Monday, 6 April 2009 06:46 pmSo. We went out to lunch today in my car. In my car was a copy of Robert Jordan's The Path of Daggers, Book Eight of the Wheel of Time. The following conversation ensued on the way back to the office:
CK: Is this what you're reading now?
Me: No, my sister was lending the series to someone, only to realise that book number seven (I think) of the series is missing.
CK: Book number what now? Which book is this?
Me: I can't remember. I haven't read those books in years. (Also I was driving, so I couldn't exactly flip the pages and check.)
HS: *looking the book over* It's written here lah, "Book Eight of the Wheel of Time". How many books are there?
Me: (I really wanted to go something like as the wheel turned and time passed into legend and whatnot and decided not to, because then they'd think I was nuts.)
Me: Well, at first we thought it would end at Seven. It obviously didn't because you're holding Book Eight. Then we thought it would be Nine. Then Eleven.
Me: And then the author dies before finishing the last book.
Friends: . . .
CK: That's . . . awful?
Me: But! He left his notes and all and someone is continuing that last book and the publishers said it was coming out this year. And it is! Except it's a book in three parts so we're only getting the first volume this year.
Friends: . . .
CK: Oh. I guess it spans over generations and generations from the great grandfather to grandfather and son and grandson and all?
Me: . . . No, it's just about one dude. And this group of other people.
Friends: . . .
Me: And my favourite character went missing for one whole book.
Friends: . . .
CK: It's almost like TV. One season. Then stop. Then continue.
HS: Like that it's already twelve seasons. How to catch up?
Me: I don't even know a show that ran for twelve seasons.
CK: If someone started reading this when the first book came out, their children would be old already.
Me: Haha. I'm just thankful I only started reading after Book Seven was out.
So, not like this is really news or anything, but the beginning of the end of TWoT series is being released this year; the publisher has confirmed and Brandon Sanderson has also said something about this.
Me? I'm mostly bemused. I expected one book and now we're getting three. A longer wait for the end, of course, but I'm willing to wait. Rushing doesn't really help -- you might end up misspelling words like "schedule". Trufax. Getting mad at the author also doesn't help. At all.
I suppose this gives me time to join the snarky re-read, then. We mock only because we love, right?
CK: Is this what you're reading now?
Me: No, my sister was lending the series to someone, only to realise that book number seven (I think) of the series is missing.
CK: Book number what now? Which book is this?
Me: I can't remember. I haven't read those books in years. (Also I was driving, so I couldn't exactly flip the pages and check.)
HS: *looking the book over* It's written here lah, "Book Eight of the Wheel of Time". How many books are there?
Me: (I really wanted to go something like as the wheel turned and time passed into legend and whatnot and decided not to, because then they'd think I was nuts.)
Me: Well, at first we thought it would end at Seven. It obviously didn't because you're holding Book Eight. Then we thought it would be Nine. Then Eleven.
Me: And then the author dies before finishing the last book.
Friends: . . .
CK: That's . . . awful?
Me: But! He left his notes and all and someone is continuing that last book and the publishers said it was coming out this year. And it is! Except it's a book in three parts so we're only getting the first volume this year.
Friends: . . .
CK: Oh. I guess it spans over generations and generations from the great grandfather to grandfather and son and grandson and all?
Me: . . . No, it's just about one dude. And this group of other people.
Friends: . . .
Me: And my favourite character went missing for one whole book.
Friends: . . .
CK: It's almost like TV. One season. Then stop. Then continue.
HS: Like that it's already twelve seasons. How to catch up?
Me: I don't even know a show that ran for twelve seasons.
CK: If someone started reading this when the first book came out, their children would be old already.
Me: Haha. I'm just thankful I only started reading after Book Seven was out.
So, not like this is really news or anything, but the beginning of the end of TWoT series is being released this year; the publisher has confirmed and Brandon Sanderson has also said something about this.
Me? I'm mostly bemused. I expected one book and now we're getting three. A longer wait for the end, of course, but I'm willing to wait. Rushing doesn't really help -- you might end up misspelling words like "schedule". Trufax. Getting mad at the author also doesn't help. At all.
I suppose this gives me time to join the snarky re-read, then. We mock only because we love, right?
