Re-re-considering Robert Jordan and some other stuff

You may recall me posting about starting a reread of The Wheel of Time and not being as enchanted with it on the second time ’round.  I was a bit less than halfway through the first book when I wrote that post; I proceeded to read the next four hundred pages of the book in something like three hours, so apparently whatever was bothering me wore off abruptly.   Which is good, because otherwise the end of the book, where they search for the Eye of the World in an area called, I am not making this up, the Mountains of Dhuum, because calling it “Mount Doom” would be too obvious, would have made me throw the book across the room.

Another weird detail I didn’t remember: two chapters repeated, in their entirety, toward the end of the paperback.  As a printing error, no big deal– but the page numbers continue in proper order.  Normally when that happens the page numbers get screwed up too.  I’m going to do some research to make sure my copy isn’t missing chapters; I doubt it, as the narrative continues smoothly and the chapters are consecutively numbered, but it’s worth looking into.

You may also recall me recommending that you pick up G. Willow Wilson’s Ms. Marvel #1, which just debuted last Wednesday and is certainly still available at comic shops nationwide.  I am now adding to that recommendation her novel Alif the Unseen, which I read from cover to cover this morning and is marvelous.  It’s also so completely weird and screwed up that I refuse to tell you anything about it other than that you should buy it right now and read it.

Walking Dead starts up again tonight, which keeps intermittently making me very happy, until I remember that I watch it through iTunes and so I won’t be able to actually see it until tomorrow night.  This keeps happening; it’s like an incredibly specialized version of Alzheimer’s.  “WOOHOO!  WALKING DEAD!  Oh, shit, not until tomorrow.”

…I had more, but I can’t remember what it is anymore.  I’m having another sickish day today and it’s apparently messing with my ability to concentrate.  So, yeah.