
I don’t read as
many books as I would like to, especially in certain genres. There’s too little
time to get around to everything that interests me. Because of that, sometimes
I try a book by an author who has caught my attention only to be disappointed by
the sample of their work. It sucks when that happens, and it happens regularly.
That’s why I’m thrilled when I discover a writer whose work I really enjoy,
especially when that other has plenty more books to offer and all of their
books are readily available. For me, Brandon Sanderson has become one of those
writers in the last two years or so. I’ve known of him since he was handpicked
to finish writing Robert Jordan’s
The
Wheel of Time, but I only got around to giving one of his books a try until
a couple years ago. Since then, I’ve been enjoying him work. I still have
plenty of his books to read (he writes at superhuman speeds) which means I’ll
have several more Sanderson reviews to write in the future.
Elantris is the most recent book by Sanderson that I’ve read. I enjoyed it, but
not as much as I enjoyed Warbreaker and
The Emperor’s Soul. The novel is
Sanderson’s first published work, though not the first book he’s written. As
his first published book it’s certainly something to be proud of because there
are loads of really good things about it. One of those things is the prologue
which instantly grabs the reader and sucks them into the world of Elantris. The setup is pretty simple.
There once was a city of gods. It was a city filled with magic and limitless
possibilities. A few decades ago that city died and all its gods became
decrepit wretches, now living a cursed life. This event was called the Reod,
the fall of the gods. Still, the city lives on in a way because the magic that
chose people among the populace of the surrounding cities to become gods in the
famed city of Elantris continues to work. Though now, the Shaod (the Transformation)
is no longer a blessing, it’s a sentence to a miserable new life.