Books

When I was a teenager, in the long-long-ago, I started reading the local translations of The Wheel of Time by Robert Jordan. I would sit at the kitchen table, drinking big cups of water and reading while everyone else had gone to bed already. Sometimes our cat would wander in to kitchen and I'd pet him. It is a fond memory. I think I eventually got almost half way through the series when I dropped it for what ever reason, I forget.

I recently bought the first three books and I'm reading through The Eye of the World, the first book in the series, in English. It felt like the right time to see if I'd still like the books. They are heavy tomes, so I can't guarantee I'll read all of it, but I'll give it a go.