The Fires of Heaven by Robert Jordan
For being such a long book (nearly 1000 pages in my trade paperback copy), amazingly little happens in The Fires of Heaven, and this is why so many readers have abandoned this otherwise interesting story. Approximately the first third of the novel contains so much recap and repetition that, if I’d had “my hair in a proper braid,” I would have been yanking it as often as Nynaeve does.
The formula for the first 100 pages or so goes something like this: One or two lines of dialogue, two paragraphs of backstory, another line of dialogue, another couple of paragraphs of backstory… It felt like the proverbial “one step forward, two steps back!”
I managed to stick with it, though, only because I was listening to it on audiobook (and therefore only half listening while I accomplished something else at the same time) and because I wanted to write a review. Besides, I found it immensely entertaining when I could complete Robert Jordan’s sentences for him… <<Heavy sigh>>…
In The Fires of Heaven, we never see Perrin or Faile, which is fine with me. There is an interesting plot-line involving Siuan Sanche, Logain, and Gareth Bryne. Rand’s adoption of Asmodean is entertaining, too — I like that we’re not really sure which side Asmodean and Lanfear are on. The plot does finally move forward a bit, but it takes way too long to do so. The book could have easily been cut to half its size and been better for it.
If I had been the editor, I would have taken my blue pencil to all instances of:
- females obsessing about the modesty of their clothing
- males obsessing about the modesty of female clothing
- needless skirt smoothing and straightening
- silk clinging to hips and breasts
- shivering or sweating that has nothing to do with the weather
- characters of both sexes moaning about not understanding the opposite sex
- braid pulling, tugging, and yanking
- sniffing
- thoughts, discussion, and actual occurences of bottoms being switched or spanked
- bitchy women turning otherwise strong men into quivering lumps of Jello
- Nynaeve’s cat fights
At this point, I’m quickly losing patience as The Wheel of Time quickly loses steam. That’s a shame, because the story itself is very good — but it’s just too hard to extract it from the dross.
~Kat Hooper
If weren’t for Perrin’s battle in the The Shadow Rising, I may have given up on this series. While The Fires of Heaven isn’t the page-turner that the first three WHEEL OF TIME books were, it does manage to pull me back into this long epic. My favorite character, Perrin, is barely mentioned in this book and I find the conniving, bossing and moodiness of the women characters terribly irritating (they also scare me because I fear that those traits could be all too real). It’s the supporting characters, Thom Merrilen, Juilin, Lan, and others that make this story enjoyable.
THE WHEEL OF TIME is definitely a worthwhile read for fantasy fans and I do plan to read the next one. It’s just too darn long, so it won’t make it to the top of my must-read-list. While some huge epics out there — Martin’s A Song of Ice and Fire, for example — stay vividly exciting, WHEEL OF TIME seems to have a lot of filler.
Note to authors: Did you know you can finish a storyline and start another in the same setting? These worlds are your own creations, for crying out loud.
~Greg Hersom
The Wheel of Time — (1990-2013) Publisher: The peaceful villagers of Emond’s Field pay little heed to rumors of war in the western lands until a savage attack by troll-like minions of the Dark One forces three young men to confront a destiny which has its origins in the time known as The Breaking of the World. This richly detailed fantasy presents a fully realized, complex adventure which will appeal to fans of classic quests.
The geography is confusing me--how does one get to a village in Tibet by ship? And even the northernmost part…
Oh, this sounds interesting!
Locus reports that John Marsden died early today. Marsden authored the 7 book series that started off with the novel…
Mmmmm!
I *do* have pear trees... hmmm.