Never have I been so utterly absorbed in a novel, and that’s saying something considering I’m currently backpacking, and have spent much of my time reading on beaches and in parks.
Everything is perfect—the world-building, the characters, the magic, the action, the mystery. Even though this book is already a doorstopper, I wished it was longer.
Most novels you read are entertaining, and some are touching, but none will make you want to live and breath in the story as The Way of Kings does.
Now, I’m not sure if this is a universally good book, meaning that I don’t feel confident that I can recommend this to anyone and they will certainly enjoy it.
But for my personal tastes, it is probably the single best piece of fiction I’ve read in my life. Many things are working for it, such as my familiarity and love of Fantasy, my admiration of Brandon Sanderson, and my weird affinity for large books.
I can only say that I’m glad I caught on to this series as it came out. Then I can continue with the plan to re-read the books before a new one is published.
Speaking of re-reads, the articles on Tor.com certainly helped, and I recommend you check them out.