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I have been let down by cynicism today.
Robert Jorden, the king of virtually everything bad about high fantasy without elves involved has died today. I actually feel bad about this.
Back about, what, six years ago, I remember telling Gerg that there was no way Jorden was every going to finish the Wheel of Time, and that some hack like Anderson was going to be brought in to work of his notes or something. Little did I realize that Kevin J Anderson was already going to have a chance to hump the tired bones of Hubert for the Mayor of Dune or whatever the hell the new series is.
Jorden was everything wrong with fantasy, and yet in many ways, I was young enough to enjoy it. Even in later years, where I waited two years to buy the hardcover at $4 and spent most of the book saying 'who the fuck is Negeave and which new Foresaken is this?'. I feel bad that his terrible sprawling, nine hundred book series is dead.
Obviously, I'm having an uncharacteristic attack of empathy, and my usual arrogence in terms of taste has winged away. Bastard. Dex; Hits dead fantasy writers in the face for America!
*sigh* It's really a shame. Only 17 more books to go.
Robert Jorden, the king of virtually everything bad about high fantasy without elves involved has died today. I actually feel bad about this.
Back about, what, six years ago, I remember telling Gerg that there was no way Jorden was every going to finish the Wheel of Time, and that some hack like Anderson was going to be brought in to work of his notes or something. Little did I realize that Kevin J Anderson was already going to have a chance to hump the tired bones of Hubert for the Mayor of Dune or whatever the hell the new series is.
Jorden was everything wrong with fantasy, and yet in many ways, I was young enough to enjoy it. Even in later years, where I waited two years to buy the hardcover at $4 and spent most of the book saying 'who the fuck is Negeave and which new Foresaken is this?'. I feel bad that his terrible sprawling, nine hundred book series is dead.
Obviously, I'm having an uncharacteristic attack of empathy, and my usual arrogence in terms of taste has winged away. Bastard. Dex; Hits dead fantasy writers in the face for America!
*sigh* It's really a shame. Only 17 more books to go.
