Rioters Jenn and Preeti are revisiting the Wheel of Time series. Follow their What the WoT adventures here.
Since our conversations with each other mostly consisted of “Have you gotten to this part yet? OH MY GOOOODDDDDDDDDD,” and don’t make for good copy, we thought we’d take a slightly different tack with this final post. We present unto you a review in GIFs!
READING THE BOOK:
GRATUITOUS PICTURE OF OURSELVES G-CHATTING EACH OTHER ABOUT THIS BOOK:
WHEN CHARACTERS HAVE AN ENTIRE BOOK’S WORTH OF PLOT IN 20 PAGES:
US TO EVERYONE AT THE BEGINNING OF THE BATTLE:
WHEN EVERYONE STARTS DYING:
WHEN SOME OF THEM TURNED OUT NOT TO HAVE DIED AFTER ALL:
WHEN YOUR FAVORITE CHARACTER IS SO AWESOME, YOU JUST CAN’T TAKE IT:
WHEN SOME OF THE PLOTTING IS A LIIIIIITTTTLE TOO TIDY:
NOW THAT OUR PROJECT IS OVER:
Preeti Chhibber: It’s weird to think that this is over now. I stayed up till 3 in the morning on a weeknight to finish this book, because it is very, very exciting. I laughed, I cried, I swooned, I got so mad I threw book the down – there were a lot of emotions. A lot. As far as a series ending goes, it A Memory of Light was okay. The battle scenes were exciting, if a little confusing at times, and Mat got his due (which, let’s be honest, that’s what I was most concerned about). There were plot points that definitely felt shoehorned in (ahem, LANFEAR), and I didn’t care for the epilogue. I was left wanting more, if only because some things felt so unfinished. Who was that random person who visited Aviendha’s campfire before her terrifying vision at Rhiudean? What is the fate of the borderlands? And the Seanchan? Will Min and Mat help Tuon change? I want a follow-up series. I NEED ANSWERS!
It’s strange to be at the end of a series I started reading half a lifetime ago. I think I’m happy, and there’s a weight off my shoulders, but at the same time, it’s sad to see it go. I suppose there’s always fanfiction. … Just kidding. I’m not falling down that hole. Goodbye dear, Wheel of Time, you treated me well!
Jenn Northington: I was slightly late to work on account of finishing A Memory of Light. And when I got there, and explained why I was late, and my coworkers asked me, “So how did it finish up?” it was all I could do not to shout “I HAVE A LOT OF FEELINGS!” at them and then run away. Right up until the Epilogue, I thought it might be one of the better finale books I’d read in a long time. And then, the Epilogue. I should know better by this point. (I also hated the Epilogue in Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. And in Life of Pi.) I want to yell “No take-backs!” at authors — there’s something profoundly unsettling for me as a reader when a plot builds to such a pitch, and creates such a memorable final moment, only to have an extra chapter that neatens some things up, reverses other things, or casts you way into the future for (as far as I can tell) no good reason. So am I happy I finished the series? Yes! Do I love knowing what happened to all the characters? Well … some of them, anyway. It’s been a while since I invested that much emotional energy in any series (with the exception of the Dresden Files; Jim Butcher, do not even THINK of writing an epilogue for the final book, or so help me God I will have to write a strongly worded blog post), and I do feel a little bereft. As nice as it is to have time to read something that doesn’t involve the Seanchan, I have a lot of nostalgia for the characters. So I’m channeling all that leftover emotional energy into Veronica Mars.
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