Okay so I finally finished my beloved Wheel of Time and I need to deal with the emotions of A Memory of Light. So I thought I’d post my diary entry immediately after I finished the book:
Robert Jordan could have killed off ANYONE in the entire character list of the Wheel of Time and HE CHOOSES EGWENE. There are no words to even describe the anger / EMOTIONS that this event has caused me. She is the ONE character in ALL of literature with whom I COMPLETELY and utterly identified. I understood Egwene! I was Egwene! She was SO FUCKING AMAZINGLY COOL. SUCH A BADASS. The Amyrlin fucking Seat. And light when Gawyn died - how could Jordan kill them both off? And leave Faile!
Not that I have anything against Faile - it’s just that she’s not Egwene. AT least Moiraine survived. I would have BURNED the book if she hadn’t. But marrying her off to Thom? Nay, nay I say! Mat was a completely fucking champion. Perrin was quite irritating.
She was so damn cool. And amazing. AND DID I MENTION SIUAN SANCHE!!
Both of my favourite Amyrlins! Gone! Within a day! Do you know how long it took to get rid of Elaida?
And can we just discuss Lan’s heroic one man stand against Demandred? What a biscuit - especially with Tam al’Thor helping him out. I cried quite a lot then. ACtually I sobbed my way through the last part of the book, starting with Birgitte’s death (UNCOOL but still worked out quite nicely)
“In tha Mountainz of Mist, alone up in tha emptied hood of Manetheren, Eldrene felt Aemon die, n’ her heart took a dirt nap wit his muthafuckin ass fo’ realz. And where her heart had been was left only a thirst fo’ vengeizzle, vengeizzle fo’ her ludd, vengeizzle fo’ her gangstas n’ her land. Y’all…
“The Wheel of Time series expands novel by novel, and centuries come and pass, leaving behind coherent plots that become legend. Legend fades to myth, and even myth is long forgotten when Elayne takes her seventh bath in one novel. In one Age, called Anno Domani by some, an Age…
Rising, she came to put an arm around Elayne’s shoulders. ‘Come over here a moment. There’s something I think you should see.’ It appeared to be a bucket of extra water by the washstand. ‘Here. We’ll both kneel down so you can look.’
Elayne did, but there was nothing in the bucket but her own reflection in the water. She wondered why she was grinning that way. Then Nynaeve’s hand went to the back of her neck, and her head was in the water.
So I started reading Wheel of Time when I was 13 solely because when I was 12, my dad and I went to Barnes and Noble and he happened to mentioned how quickly I breezed through Harry Potter to the cashier. The cashier was like well if she’s reading kid’s books like that, then get her some real…