Author: Steven Erikson

Where do I even begin?

Oh, I know! Let me explain the process of reading this book:

First 300 pages–What the f!#k is going on!? Who the hell are all these people!?
Why did so many recommend this series to me!?
I’m here because I loved Rejoice, A Knife to the Heart and this writing isn’t anywhere near it!

Page 301–Oh! Oh! No way! It’s making sense now! Holy sh!t this is epic!
frantically turning pages

End–That was satisfying. Another!

Wow… this book does not hold your hand, at all.

It’s not for the feint of heart and if you even think about casually picking away at this, forget it. Put it back on the shelf and go elsewhere. It requires your full focus, paying attention to every detail and a willingness to slow your reading speed down to a halt.

In other words, it will require intelligence.

Just when I thought the days of high fantasy were over, slowly sailing into the background while endless swaths of urban fantasy took the scene, glimmers of hope appeared. Authors willing to stand up and offer something new, grand and rewarding for fans of the genre who have been hopefully waiting for something other than a Tolkien/Jordan knockoff.

Erikson is one of them and I’m excited to be going through the series now, especially when I know the series is complete.

Expect another review when the final one is finished with many expletives, possibly uncensored.