Another Book Haul of Sorts

Good day! I was reading back through my first book haul post back in November, and I realize that I've read quite a few books since then, so I should do another book haul now before it got too unwieldy. So...enjoy.

    It'll go much the same way as last time: for each book, I'll tell you the story of how I got into the book, plus any other interesting or amusing facts about the reading, and then I will offer my thoughts on the book itself. I will keep spoilers minimal, but when they are included, they will be highlighted in red.

Heart of the Beholder by Elizabeth Ruth

Story
How did I, Odessa Taylor, come to read a Beauty and the Beast retelling even though I do not particularly care for romance stories and rarely read fairy tale retellings? Well, pretty easy—I helped edit this book! It was the first book published with my name in it, crediting me as one of the editors. I worked on it in the spring of 2024, and then when it was published in November, my parents bought me a copy so that I could have proof of the fruits of my labor. Working on the book was a delight, and reading it as a reader rather than an editor for the first time was also so much fun.

Thoughts
Keep in mind that I am definitely biased, since I helped work on this, but I genuinely think this is a very effective story. While I was editing it, I found myself really wanting to know what would happen next, and that included the romantic aspects. Again, I am not a fan of romance plots—they have to fulfill very specific aspects that I can't even really name in order for me to be into them—but I was truly invested in the direction Bridgette and Thane's love story went. And besides the romance, I found the rest of the plot intriguing, and I just adored all of the characters. Would I have ever picked this up of my own volition if I hadn't edited it? Probably not. But I am so glad that I did work on it so that I could discover this story. For a debut novel, I think it's quite well done, and it definitely makes me excited to see what else Elizabeth Ruth comes up with.

The Bands of Mourning by Brandon Sanderson (Mistborn, Book 6)

Story
After finishing Shadows of Self in November (the last book I discussed in the first book haul), I naturally moved on to The Bands of Mourning, and thus into completely uncharted territory. This book was the reason that I had reread the original Mistborn trilogy and the first two books of Era 2. I got it for my twenty-second birthday (right in the depths of the book burnout), when my friends took me to Barnes & Noble and offered to buy me a book. I chose this one, since I didn't own it, and I was hoping that maybe getting a new Sanderson book on my shelf would knock out the reading slump. It didn't, and it sat unopened on my shelf for nearly two years. But, at last, I started it. And how did I enjoy it?

Thoughts
Perfection. Perfection. I have no complaints about this book. Five stars. Second favorite Mistborn book. Second favorite Sanderson book overall. Maybe even second favorite book of all time. I adore this book. From the very start, with the flashback of Wax's first time taking down a criminal, I was like, "Yep, I think I'm going to enjoy this." And "enjoy" is an understatement. I cried. I didn't sob, but I cried. I cried out of sadness, joy, stress, relief, fear, hope, everything in between. When I finished the book, I was vibrating—and still crying. I couldn't even properly write down any of my thoughts and feelings on the book because I was just on the verge of exploding with all of them. Every part of this story worked for me. The characters, whom I already loved and cherished deeply, further cemented themselves into being some of my favorite characters in all of literature. And the romance was gorgeous. This couple is my favorite of any Sanderson book, and perhaps any book in history. I cannot properly articulate just how much I love The Bands of Mourning.

The Lost Metal by Brandon Sanderson (Mistborn, Book 7)

Story
Let me take you back to December 2022. It's Christmas morning, and since I didn't really ask for anything in particular, I'm pleasantly surprised by every gift I open from my parents. As I pick up one of them, it feels suspiciously like a book. I eagerly unwrap it and rip open the cardboard box to find a hardcover of The Lost Metal—my first hardcover of any Mistborn book. I stare at it for a moment, and then I look up at my parents. "I had no idea this even existed," I say, thoroughly bewildered.
    I had never heard of this book until that day. How the heck my parents knew it had come out is beyond me—and beyond them too, apparently, because they don't remember this event. This was one of the moments that, while not doing much to break the reading slump, gave me a proper stab of "Who even am I anymore?" that ultimately led to said breaking of reading slump, because how could I not have known that Sanderson had released another book, let alone another Mistborn book?
    So, going into it after The Bands of Mourning, I still knew pretty much nothing about it...except that the few reviews I saw said that the ending completely and utterly devastated them, so I went into it deeply worried for the characters and the world of Scadrial as a whole.

Thoughts
Besides the fact that I was completely stressed the whole time because I was certain all of the characters were going to be slaughtered in the most awful ways, I really enjoyed this one! It didn't hit the same highs as The Bands of Mourning for me, but since those highs were astronomical, I wasn't really expecting it to even come close, and thus I wasn't disappointed when I was proven right. This is definitely on the same level as The Alloy of Law and Shadows of Self for me, which some people might think makes The Lost Metal sound like it's not very good, but you have to remember that I really, really, really liked those first two books. The appearance of a certain character near the end should have been a mind-blowing joy; instead, I had mixed feelings, but we can get into that another time. Overall, this series is just delightful, and I loved the way this one ended.

Heartless by Marissa Meyer

Story
When I was in college, my roommate and friend Abbie talked about this book all the time. She loved Marissa Meyer's work, and this was up there with her favorites. She got her boyfriend at the time, Tim (now her husband), to read it, plus one of our other roommates and friends—Diana, whom I've mentioned before—also gave it a go. Tim had mixed feelings, whereas Diana thoroughly enjoyed it, though maybe not quite as extremely as Abbie.
    I hadn't ever really planned on reading it, but after talking about it to Diana one day, probably two years since Abbie had introduced it to her and Tim, I decided I may as well give it a go. Besides, I needed to break up the Sanderson obsession.
    You might be thinking, "Whoa, Odessa read two highly romance-focused books only a couple weeks apart from each other in November 2024? Is she a romance fan now?"

Thoughts
No.
    I didn't hate this book. I wouldn't even say that I disliked it. I just felt very average towards it. On those occasions when a romance really works for me, you know what is almost never a key feature of those romances? Love at first sight. It just does not click for me. I do not feel moved by it. The fact that Cath was swooning for Jest after approximately one (1) conversation made me go, "Oh..." I also was quite aware of what this story was—the origin story for the Queen of Hearts—so knowing that, I was expecting some murderous rage and madness from Cath throughout the story. It doesn't happen, except for maybe some brief flashes every so often. And sure, that's probably the point: the slow descent and then the sudden snap. But I was just hoping for something darker than what we got.
    SPOILERS: Like, I really cannot stress how much I did not care about this relationship. There were a few times when I was like, "Oh, that was kind of cute," but nothing had me swooning, and almost never was I actively rooting for them. Maybe this was partly due to the fact that, from the beginning, I just knew that Cath was going to end up marrying the King of Hearts, so there was no reason to get attached to Jest, but even so, I feel like I should have felt a lot more. I didn't feel anything when he died, which is terrible! Not because I wanted him dead, but I just was not even sort of moved by it.
    This is one of those books about which I can confidently say, "This wasn't for me." I'm truly glad that there are people who love it; I'm just not one of them. I have no regrets about reading it, but I also will never read it again.

The Frugal Wizard's Handbook for Surviving Medieval England by Brandon Sanderson

Story
Yet again, we have another Sanderson book that I'd never heard of until I was looking it in the face. I paid for the Kickstarter for all four of the 2023 secret projects, so I've had the ebooks of those four novels since then, but I hadn't started getting into them until near the end of 2024, when I started with Tress. I decided to finish Mistborn before reading the second secret project, and at the end of November, that's what I did. I opened up the PDF and stared blankly at the title. "What...?" I literally whispered aloud to myself.
    A day or two later, I was hanging out with my friends (the aforementioned Abbie, Tim, and Diana), and I mentioned to Tim, who is probably the biggest Sanderson nerd I know, that I was going to be reading The Frugal Wizard's Handbook. He chuckled and said, "If there is anyone I am confident would love a dry, sarcastic, comedic sci-fi Sanderson novel, it is you, Odessa."

Thoughts
He was right!
    I loved this one. I'm genuinely surprised that that's a relatively rare opinion to have, because it was so funny, plus it had an interesting story with compelling characters. It absolutely worked for me on every level. Granted, I wouldn't say these are Sanderson's best characters or his best story or anything like that, but I love that it's different from his usual fare and that there's a solid message to it even amidst the humor. Not all of Sanderson's books need to be emotionally devastating epics; sometimes, we all just need a good laugh, and this delivered in spades. There were so many moments when my mom would be sitting in the same room as me as I read, and she'd give me this look of amusement and ask what I was snickering about. I think this one is fantastic, and I wish Sanderson would write more comedies; I love his sense of humor in all of his books, but especially in this one.

Yumi and the Nightmare Painter by Brandon Sanderson

Story
Another secret project! Pretty much the same story as the previous one, except that I had heard about this book. My friend Diana had also happened to read this pretty much right before I did. She hasn't read a ton of Sanderson, but she loved this one, so I was pretty optimistic. I was less optimistic about the fact that everyone kept saying this was Sanderson's romance-heaviest book because (say it with me, folks) I am not a fan of romance just for romance's sake. Granted, I still wasn't dreading it, since most of Sanderson's romances work for me, so even that wasn't much of a genuine fear.

Thoughts
Amazingly, this was even better than I was led to believe. I loved the way the story gradually unfolded, and I loved the careful building up of the relationship between Yumi and Painter. The writing was gorgeous, and I liked that Sanderson's imagery felt different in this one. I can't even really pinpoint what exactly made it different, but it just was. The ending was so beautiful—maybe even one of my favorite Sanderson endings. Those last couple pages were just perfect in wrapping everything up. Ugh, this book is lovely.

Warbreaker by Brandon Sanderson

Story
I distinctly remember the first time I ever heard of this book. I was sitting in my tenth grade seminary classroom before class started, and the kid who sat next to me brought up The Stormlight Archive for some reason in his pre-class chatting with our teacher. He then said something along the lines of, "Oh man, and when the sword from Warbreaker showed up at the end of Words of Radiance? That was crazy!" And I thought to myself, "...What the heck is Warbreaker?" I gradually learned a teeny bit more about it as the years went by, and at a certain point in the last year or so, I was like, "Why haven't I read this yet? This is apparently super important for the rest of the Cosmere. I need to read this book."

Thoughts
Guys, this book is so good. I really love the characters and the world of this one, and I also like that the magic system isn't quite as prominent in this story as it is in so many of Sanderson's other novels. I know some people who view that as a downside to Warbreaker, but it worked for me. I liked seeing Sanderson be relatively restrained in that aspect. I also felt like this book was pretty steadily paced; there wasn't any point where I felt that the story was kind of slow, and I think that for at least a couple chapters of most of Sanderson's books, even the ones I love more than my own life. This was just such a great book, and I'm honestly disappointed that I didn't read it earlier—partly because I enjoyed it so much, and also partly because it's so important to the rest of the Cosmere.

The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien

Story
The first reread of this post! I first read The Lord of the Rings a few weeks before my thirteenth birthday. I had just watched the movies for the first time, so naturally, I got into the books. I've read them all a few times. (I think, before this reread, I'd read The Fellowship of the Ring and The Two Towers three times, and then The Return of the King four times, but I could have completely made those numbers up.) Back in college, I bought my own copy of a one-volume anniversary edition, hence the reason I'm talking about it as one book here instead of three. It had been a while since I'd read it, and since my annual Lord of the Rings movie marathon was coming up, I figured, "Why not?"

Thoughts
Oh, the essays I could write on why I love The Lord of the Rings... I mean, it certainly helps that I just love fantasy stories, and this is pretty much the quintessential fantasy story. But I also just love the characters, their arcs, their relationships with one another, the ways they do their best with what they have. I love the world of Middle-earth, and I am a sucker for a typical "good vs. evil" narrative. I don't think it's perfect—I am firmly of the opinion that Peter Jackson was right to leave out Tom Bombadil from the movies—but no matter how slow some parts of the book feel, I just adore all of it. It never fails to move me, no matter how familiar it is to me after all these years.

Arcanum Unbounded: The Cosmere Collection by Brandon Sanderson

Story
At this point, I was preparing to read Wind and Truth, and I wanted to just have as much Cosmere knowledge as I could before starting that one. So, Arcanum Unbounded seemed like a pretty good thing to read. My brother-in-law had also told me that I would probably love Mistborn: Secret History, so that was even more incentive. I got it for Christmas, and once I'd finished Warbreaker and The Lord of the Rings (which is not Cosmere, I know, but I was reading it at the same time as Warbreaker), I got started on reading Arcanum Unbounded.

Thoughts
Some of the stories were definitely more interesting than others. If I had to rank them from favorite to least favorite, it would probably be:
        1. Mistborn: Secret History (absolute perfection)
        2. The Eleventh Metal (fun little backstory)
        3. Shadows for Silence in the Forests of Hell (highly underrated)
        4. Allomancer Jak and the Pits of Eltania (hysterically funny)
        5. The Emperor's Soul (took a minute to get into, but I was eventually sold)
        6. Edgedancer (Lift isn't my favorite, but she grew on me here...sort of)
        7. Hope of Elantris (cute!)
        8. White Sand (some really interesting concepts)
        9. Sixth of the Dusk (not the most intriguing world for me, but not terrible)

Dawnshard by Brandon Sanderson (The Stormlight Archive, Book 3.5)

Story
Not much of a story to this one. I wanted to get caught up on the Cosmere before reading Wind and Truth, and I hadn't gotten around to this one yet. My friend Tim loaned it to me, but I also got my own copy for Christmas 2024. Ta-da.

Thoughts
I definitely preferred this to Edgedancer, the other Stormlight Archive novella, partly because I like both Rysn and Lopen as characters more than I like Lift, and partly because the story overall was just much more engaging to me. That being said, the overall Cosmere implications kind of blew my brain here, so I had the most tenuous grasp of the ending and what exactly was going on with that.

The Sunlit Man by Brandon Sanderson

Story
The last of the 2023 Kickstarter secret projects! I knew pretty much nothing about this one going in, much like the other secret projects, except that I did know this was considered quite important for the overall Cosmere. I asked my friend Tim as well as my brother-in-law if it was worth waiting to read Wind and Truth before this, and both of them said it worked either way. I decided to start with this, since it came out first.

Thoughts
Of all the Cosmere books, I think this one took me the longest to really get into. Nomad as a character was a struggle for me to root for and relate to for probably half of the book, so it was kind of frustrating that he was the one we followed the majority of the time. But I loved getting to hang out with more Threnodites, considering how much I'd enjoyed Shadows for Silence, and I found the story and pretty much all of the other characters interesting, with Rebeke, Auxiliary, and Elegy all being favorites. About halfway through, I found Nomad less difficult to read about, so the rest of the book was a lot more enjoyable.

Wind and Truth by Brandon Sanderson (The Stormlight Archive, Book 5)

Story
I got this one as a 2024 Christmas gift as well, though my parents offered to give it to me the day it came out (December 6th). But with all the other Cosmere books that I wanted to read first, the majority of which I also was getting for Christmas, I elected to wait, which meant I didn't start reading this until the second week of January. How I managed to avoid any spoilers, I don't know, but I'm very glad that I did.

Thoughts
Boy, oh boy... I have many thoughts on this book, just like everyone else who read it. I've seen a lot of people complain that not all of the perspectives felt necessary, but I actually strongly disagree with that. I liked all of the POVs in this book, which is not usual for me to say in any book with multiple perspectives. I didn't feel like any of the stories were superfluous or overdone in any way, and I was completely invested from the very first sentence. Like I said, though, I think I'm very much in the minority with that opinion. I would say that I genuinely loved the first ninety to ninety-five percent of the book, no questions asked.
    The last five to ten percent, though...
    SPOILERS: Dalinar is my very favorite character from this series, and I had just accepted it into my heart that he was not going to live to the end of this book. However, I thought he would go out in a much more...impactful way? Much cooler to read about, much more emotionally gutting, much more everything. I'm not even necessarily annoyed at the lack of a fight between him and Odium as much as I am at how his death was just kind of...there. Like, it just felt really anticlimactic, all things considered. I also feel like Dalinar was not put to his full use in these last two books. The ending of Oathbringer was absolutely insane with his character arc and the emotional impact, and I feel like Dalinar's story just peaked there, which is a little bit disappointing. Also, I was annoyed that the importance of oaths seemed thrown to the side in this book. That's been a key feature of this whole series, that swearing oaths and attempting to live up to them helps you become a better individual and gives you the strength to do more. But here, we had two characters renounce their oaths—one of whom was DALINAR KHOLIN, the biggest proponent of oaths this entire time—Szeth just skipping over the Fourth Ideal for the heck of it, and Adolin kind of making this big deal about how oaths don't mean as much as a regular promise. It just seemed to backtrack on everything the rest of the series was saying about living up to a higher standard, which felt weird. But, all complaints aside, I had the love of my life show up at both the beginning and the end, so I can't grumble too much. Anyway, there are a few other quibbles I have, but I feel like I've already talked about this so much, so I'll leave it there. If you're curious what else I've said, both positive and negative, feel free to check out my review on Goodreads.

Cart and Cwidder by Diana Wynne Jones (The Dalemark Quartet, Book 1)

Story
My mom has a coworker who loves Sanderson, so she often chats with him—not because she reads Sanderson, but because I do. (That's love right there.) This coworker recommended that she try and get me to read something by Diana Wynne Jones, who's his absolute favorite author. He'd suggested this series in particular. I knew nothing about this until my birthday this year at the end of January, when my parents gifted me the first book of The Dalemark Quartet. I had never heard of this, but I was willing to give it a shot, especially once I'd finished Wind and Truth and needed something a little bit easier and less heart-wrenching.

Thoughts
This was cute! Just a fun little story with lovable characters, some cool scenes with magic, and an interesting world overall. It's definitely a middle-grade fantasy novel, but it still kept my attention throughout and never felt condescending or childish. I'm hoping to read the rest of the series at some point, but it's not in circulation at my local library, and I don't have the funds at the moment to be buying books left and right. We'll get there one day, though!

Red Queen by Victoria Aveyard (Red Queen, Book 1)

Story
A few years ago, my sister—who does not enjoy books—read this and absolutely adored it. She told me that I should read it, and I, being in the midst of the Great Book Burnout, pretty much just gave a thumbs-up and said, "Yeah, someday!" But, at last, I got around to it. I didn't really know anything about it, except that it was a YA dystopia not unlike The Hunger Games. That initially made me wary, since I lived through the teen dystopia overload of the 2010s as a teenager myself, and I was not at all interested in reliving some of the things I read during that time. But I did my best to be optimistic for my sister.

Thoughts
You know what? That optimism paid off.
    I won't say that this is some genre-defying subversion of expectations, but this was genuinely enjoyable in ways I hadn't anticipated. Though it had some pretty standard YA dystopia fare throughout, there were also quite a few narrative and character choices that were surprising, or at least pleasantly unexpected. The ending in particular, while landing in approximately the place I'd anticipated, had a level of uncertainty regarding one of the relationships that I found refreshing. A lot of this was really enjoyable, and I had a great time reading the whole thing.

The Remains of the Day by Kazuo Ishiguro

Story
I read this for the first time as a junior in college, in my British & American Literature class. I really enjoyed it, and it's one of those books that stuck with me long after that semester and even after graduation. I mentioned it offhand to my friend Diana a few months ago that I would like to own it at some point, and she bought me a copy for Christmas. I decided to give it a read in February while I was waiting for the second Red Queen book from the library.

Thoughts
This story is just so effective for me. It's so simple and yet so profound in so many ways. I understood a lot more of the nuances than I did on the first read-through, and I don't know if it's because I knew what was happening this time and didn't have to do as much guesswork or if it's just that I'm a little bit older and smarter. Either way, it felt like a richer reading experience. I do think, though, that I read it a little too quickly this time around, which isn't usually something I say. I just feel like this book is meant to be savored, if that makes sense.

The Standard of Truth: 1815-1846 by The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (Saints, Book 1)

Story
I had tried reading this multiple times ever since it came out in 2018, but I just could not get into it. That's less about the subject matter and more about the fact that it's nonfiction, because I love Church history. I think it also didn't help that I was trying to read it off of the Gospel Library app instead of a physical copy, the latter of which I much prefer. But this year, I was determined to actually read the series, especially with Come, Follow Me focusing on Doctrine & Covenants this year.

Thoughts
I really enjoyed this! Nonfiction generally takes me longer to read, so I didn't get through the book as quickly as I would have a fiction book of the same length, but it was still very steady going. I was very familiar with a lot of the stories, thanks to parents who shared Church history stories, Church classes that taught history stories, and my own reading of The Work and the Glory when I was a kid. But I was also able to learn so many new things as well. I'm glad that I did have a solid background, though, because I can definitely see why some people were totally thrown off when they read this for the first time.

Glass Sword by Victoria Aveyard (Red Queen, Book 2)

Story
Since I had been so pleasantly surprised by the first book, I wasted no time in putting this one on hold at the library. I knew that my sister hadn't enjoyed this one quite as much as the first, and I figured, "Well, it is the second book in the series, so that isn't surprising." I was rather optimistic, and I assumed that it would be similar to the first one in that it would generally be standard, predictable fare but would have some intriguing gems throughout.

Thoughts
I was wrong.
    It's unfortunate to say, but this book was rough to get through. It probably took me at least half of the book before I became invested in...well, pretty much anything going on. I thought I would like the broader scope of the world and the conflict, but it ended up not feeling that much bigger, since it was so repetitive for a solid portion of the story. The characters' discussions were repetitive, the storyline itself was repetitive, Mare's inner thoughts were extremely repetitive. Like, I understand why the plot went the way it did, but it just wasn't intriguing to me. It's my least favorite of the series, and it made me somewhat hesitant to read the next one.

Conclave by Robert Harris

Story
I had watched the recently released film adaptation of this book earlier in the year, and I really liked it. I wasn't planning on reading the book, but my dad got it from the library and finished it before the due date, so he invited me to read it as well. I don't think I would have done so if I hadn't watched the movie, but that's the benefit of adaptations, eh?

Thoughts
As I said, I really enjoyed the movie, so I had high hopes for the book—and I was not let down. They are very, very similar; it's a very faithful adaptation, even with the main character's name being completely changed (my guess is that that's because Ralph Fiennes isn't Italian). I think that the exploration of this hugely significant event is fascinating, and something that I really value about the story is that Lomeli (or Lawrence in the film) isn't presented as a morally grey character, which I think would have been very easy to do. That isn't to say that he's some perfect or infallible individual, nor does it mean that he was uninteresting. On the contrary, I found him extremely interesting, flaws and all. He was just portrayed as a person doing his best to follow his faith and his heart. I'm not Catholic, so I can't really speak to how accurately it portrays the faith, but I personally felt that it was respectful. It didn't leave me, as an outsider, feeling antagonistic towards the Catholic Church or cynical about its leadership. Again, though, I'm speaking as someone who is not and never has been Catholic, and I know many of them felt very differently.

King's Cage by Victoria Aveyard (Red Queen, Book 3)

Story
I was extremely apprehensive about starting this book, for numerous reasons. For one thing, the sister who had encouraged me to read Red Queen in the first place couldn't even finish this one; for another, I'd seen an overwhelming number of reviews saying that this was the worst of the series; and finally, I had just been so disappointed with Glass Sword that I failed to see how this one would be better. But I hate leaving series unfinished, so I went ahead with it anyway.

Thoughts
Fortunately, I found this third book much more palatable than the previous one. It still didn't even remotely compare to the genuinely fun time I had with the first book, but I was at least interested in the story more often in this book. I thought that some of the characters got some much-needed fleshing out, and relationships were developed in ways that I found not only interesting but more compelling. Some aspects of it were still rough, though—specifically, I didn't like switching to multiple perspectives. When a series starts with a single-person perspective, I like it to remain that way throughout the series, so that was annoying to see other characters' perspectives brought in, even though I completely understood why Aveyard made that choice and I don't think it hampered the narrative at all; it's just my own personal preference. Again, not nearly as good as the first, but it was at least interesting.

War Storm by Victoria Aveyard (Red Queen, Book 4)

Story
I went into the final novel of this series with a very neutral attitude. On one hand, I was more optimistic than I had been for King's Cage, but on the other hand, I seriously doubted that I was going to enjoy this anywhere near as much as the first book. I just wanted a satisfying ending at this point, though what that looked like, I wasn't even sure.

Thoughts
I think this book perfectly encapsulates my overall feelings towards this series: fine. I didn't love this one, but I didn't dislike it strongly either. It was definitely better than Glass Sword, and I would put it on the same level as King's Cage on an enjoyment scale. I appreciated what Aveyard was trying to accomplish here, and I think some of it landed pretty well. But I do think that it just got too unwieldy. There were a lot of moving parts, and I wasn't invested in all of them. I also wasn't sure I was particularly pleased with where a lot of the characters ended up. I understood why those decisions were made, but I felt that different narrative choices could have made for a neater finish. It didn't end on a horrible note, but it was definitely a significant downgrade from the fun of the first book. Oh well.

    And there you have it. Another round of books I've read since graduating from college and breaking out of the reading slump. This has been a pretty solid reading year, so anticipate another update sooner than later. Or don't. It works for me either way, because I just enjoy yapping about books.

I'm an Editor, By the Way

 Shall we get into a story?

    Let's go back to February 2022. I was in my last semester of college, taking a capstone class about professional writing and editing. We had a guest speaker online who explained to us that he was one of the founders(?) of a magazine that had recently gotten a sponsor, as well as a significant boost in traffic, so they wanted to hire a few editors. He left us with an email, and I figured, "Why not?"

    I could go into a whole...thing about my experience working with that company. It was neither overwhelmingly positive nor overwhelmingly negative; in fact, it was probably the most neutral job I could have ever had in all my life. But anyway, the point is, by February-ish 2023, I was no longer receiving projects or updates from the company, so I said, "Uh...I guess I don't work for them anymore?"

    This was a bit of a problem, as you can imagine, for someone who actually wanted to, you know, edit as a career. I was still making steady income from my part-time position at the local fitness center, and while my boss would have me proofread emails and papers for the employees, it didn't change the fact that I was working at a job that had nothing to do with my degree or what I wanted to be doing for the rest of my life.

    I was applying to various editing jobs, but I got zero interviews. The closest I came was a company that I fortunately clocked as a scam before finishing the secondary application process. I considered some contract work, but none of it seemed to pan out.

    Then, in June 2023, my friend Lexi approached me and asked me if I would look over her book she was writing, and she offered to pay me for my time. I eagerly agreed. She was in the middle of finishing her master's degree, so it was about a month in between each chapter she would send me. As it was some of the earliest stages of these drafts, my edits were pretty minimal and focused more on the overall scope of the story rather than any major details.

    A few months later, that November, my aunt connected me with one of her friends: Tricia, a therapist writing a self-help book based on her therapeutic program. It became immediately apparent that this would be a totally different process. Whereas Lexi had a lot of experience with writing, Tricia did not, so she needed help with writing the book, not just editing it. We didn't actually start working on the book until January 2024, and in those earliest stages, we were taking her raw notes and outlines and writing them into cohesive paragraphs, and then we went through each chapter probably five times to add any other information she found pertinent. This process took until the beginning of 2025, when we finally got the first finalized draft to the beta readers, which is where the book is currently standing.

    In February 2024, I was contacted by my mom's cousin's sister-in-law, Ellie (quite the pipeline, I know), about editing her manuscript. She had written a Beauty and the Beast retelling and had gone through just about every stage of the writing process, and she was looking for a copyeditor. I agreed, and she said she'd get back to me in April, once her beta readers were finished.

    Around this time, I started to feel rather strongly that I needed to just go into freelance editing as my "full-time" job. I resisted this because, to put it plainly, that did not make any sense. I was not making nearly enough as an editor to even think about trying to pay my bills—my job at the fitness center supplied the money for all of that, while editing was more of a side gig to help me gain some experience that would hopefully boost my résumé for prospective employers.

    But the feeling just wouldn't leave.

    So, at the end of March/beginning of April 2024, I switched to freelancing full-time—or as "full-time" as I could possibly make it. To say it was nerve-wracking would be an understatement. But it ended up working out even better than I could have hoped. I still had meetings with Tricia regularly and a steady stream of work with her, the occasional chapter from Lexi, and Ellie's manuscript, plus a couple odd jobs from family, friends, and neighbors who just needed quick work done.

    Ellie's book was published November 12, 2024, and it was so exciting to see. Her passion for writing and for her story were always evident to me, so I was happy to see it reaching other people. It was also deeply satisfying to see my own name in a published book, I will admit. (If you're interested in checking out Heart of the Beholder by Elizabeth Ruth, I'll attach links at the end that you can follow.)

    In February 2025, I did a quick copyedit for a friend's dad with experience writing and publishing, and in March 2025, someone in my ward contacted me about editing his book. It was a different genre than I was used to, but I ended up enjoying the process immensely.

    Around this time, I knew I needed to be doing more to put my name out there as an editor. I created a website and obtained an LLC, making me extra official and fancy. I got a couple more clients after that, one of which I just finished working with and one I'm still helping for a little bit longer.

    Is freelancing ideal? It certainly has its perks. I can wake up when I want, work when I want, choose what projects I want. But I have no guarantee for work, nor do I have the typical benefits of a full-time job: no retirement plan, no healthcare benefits, etc. Still, this is the path that I feel I need to be taking at the moment, so here we are. I love what I do, and I love reading stories and meeting people that I wouldn't have ever interacted with if I weren't freelancing.

    So, yes, this is a shameless plug: if you're working on something, anything, that needs another set of eyes, consider hiring me! Attached below are links to my website, as well as to the two books that have been/will soon be published that I have worked on.

    As my high school Spanish 4 teacher once said with a nasty cold, "Dreams do come true, my friends."

Links

My Website: https://odessataylor.journoportfolio.com

Elizabeth Ruth's Website: http://www.authorelizabethruth.com/

Brea Rose's Website: https://www.authorbrearose.com/

Heart of the Beholder by Elizabeth Ruth (Amazon): https://a.co/d/2YaYKoZ

What's in the Cards? by Brea Rose (Amazon): https://a.co/d/960A4jb

Die Hard 6: A Review of Rhythm of War by Brandon Sanderson

If you haven't read my review of Oathbringer, I would recommend starting there before coming to this one so that you have an understanding of what kind of headspace I was in when I started this book.

    This one took me a little while to get through, but not nearly as long as Oathbringer or my rereads of the first two books, since I was no longer in a reading slump. I began this the day I finished Oathbringer (July 26th) and then finished it on September 4th, so it took a little over a month.

    Spoilers ahead! Proceed at your own risk.

    Rhythm of War, book four in The Stormlight Archive by Brandon Sanderson, is my least favorite of the series. We'll just say that right now and get it out of the way. Not that I think it's a bad book or anything—not in the slightest. Of the five books, though, it is by far the one I care about the least and that has impacted me the least. Why?

    For one thing, Navani. I like her well enough, but she's never been a favorite of mine, so having a solid portion of the story focus on her wasn't exactly how I'd hoped this book would go. I just prefer other characters; nothing specifically against Navani. (Though, that being said, I have a little bit of beef with her now with the whole Evi thing, even though literally none of it was Navani's fault—Evi deserved more than to play second fiddle, and I'll die on that hill even though literally every character, including Evi, has moved on from it by this point, haha.) I don't know. Like I said, I don't dislike her; but I also don't have any reason to be that invested in her. Granted, this book did help with that, but still, I would have rather had this be a story from, say, Adolin's perspective or Jasnah's.

    For another thing, the plot just isn't as interesting. Half of the characters are out of commission in one way or another for the majority of the book—most of the Radiants are unconscious, Kaladin's powers are severely depleted, Navani is a prisoner, and Shallan and Adolin and their team are in Shadesmar and dealing with those limitations. The only characters with pretty much free rein are Dalinar, Szeth, and Jasnah...and hardly any of the book follows them.

    And final thing: so little Dalinar! Even if the guy weren't my favorite character, I think I would still be a bit peeved by how few chapters we get from Dalinar's perspective, especially considering his incredible arc we saw in the last book. It just seemed that he went rather underutilized, even though he was set up to be a lot more, if that makes sense.

    I realize that I'm kind of making it sound like I didn't like this book at all, but I just wanted to get my issues with it out of the way. While it is my least favorite of the series, it is still an incredible book, and it's only the least favorite because all of the other books are somehow even better than this one. Some of the things I really liked about this one:

    For one thing, I loved the relationship between Navani and Raboniel. Raboniel in general, actually, was a huge high for this book. Sanderson's antagonists are always intriguing in various ways, but for me, Raboniel stands out as one of the most interesting. When she was first introduced, she seemed pretty basic: really evil character wants to wipe out other characters, the end. But she quickly became more developed than that, and I really, really, really liked everything we learned about her. Her fascination with science, her depth of feeling for her daughter, her respect for her enemies... And, of course, her back-and-forth with Navani was a highlight. Just seeing the two of them trying to outsmart each other while also having this huge respect for each other was so interesting. Raboniel was seriously awesome. I was kind of disappointed that, of all the Fused, she was one that got killed permanently at the end.

    Another thing that I loved in this book was Kaladin. I mean, I always love Kaladin, but this one reminded me why he was my favorite character for the longest time. How easy would it have been for him to give up at any point in these books? He has had every opportunity to leave (and you can define "leave" in a variety of ways...), but he stays. He stays alive. He stays a Radiant. He stays good. His vision of Tien and then swearing the Fourth Ideal was absolutely incredible, maybe even better than when he swore the Third Ideal in Words of Radiance, which I've long held as one of my favorite scenes in the entire series.

    I got Teft's fate spoiled by accident (sort of—I knew something bad happened to Teft in this book and that Moash had something to do with it, so I put two and two together). Still, even figuring he would be dead by the end of the book, I was still heartbroken when it finally happened. It was such a sad, sweet ending for him. I've been trying to be balanced about Moash and hoping for redemption, but at this point, I think that's long gone. It isn't impossible, but I just don't think it's going to happen. Kaladin absolutely losing it with Teft's death was probably even worse than the actual death. (Though, admittedly, the poor guy just ripping the head off the Pursuer was a long time coming.)

    I also really liked the stuff in Shadesmar, which was why I was a little disappointed we didn't have a lot of it. Granted, I think Sanderson told enough of what he wanted to say with the story, but still. Watching Shallan and Adolin together, reading about Adolin's determination to help Maya, learning more about the spren, getting into the whole trial... I don't know, I really liked it. The ending especially, with Maya finding her voice to stick up for Adolin, was just really cool.

    The ending with Taravangian becoming the new avatar for Odium was crazy. I had not expected that at all for his character, not even remotely. I wasn't sure how I felt about it, but I figured I'd have a more definitive answer by the time I finished Wind and Truth (which we'll get to eventually).

    Rhythm of War did have a relatively underwhelming ending overall, in my opinion. Well, "underwhelming" isn't quite the word... The endings of the previous three books were just all so incredible and left me buzzing for hours afterwards. I finished Rhythm of War and felt pretty pumped, but I moved on quickly. The battle seemed to wrap up really fast to me, and a lot of things were left not quite finished up, which made sense, but I still felt like things were dangling, especially with Shallan and Adolin still being in Shadesmar. And I'll be honest, I'm not sure I liked Navani becoming a Bondsmith. With Dalinar, it made sense. He's always been about unity and whatnot. Navani, though? It just seemed kind of random, and it didn't really feel earned either, unlike with Dalinar. She just kind of ordered the Sibling around, which I guess Dalinar also did with the Stormfather, but Dalinar had proven himself time and time again, in my opinion, and I don't feel like Navani did. I don't know. It saved Urithiru, so what am I complaining about?

    I was also not sure whether I was delighted or horrified to learn that Thaidakar was who I'd suspected... But we'll get into that in another review for a different book.

    So, yes, overall, Rhythm of War is not my favorite of The Stormlight Archive, but it is still one of the greatest fantasy books I've ever read, and I'll have zero problem rereading it. (Which, to be honest, I can't even say about Oathbringer, haha... I'm not sure I want to relive some of those things.) I guess it just started as a disadvantage, because how could Sanderson ever top the emotional payout of Oathbringer for me?

Big Brother Is Watching: A Review of 1984 by George Orwell

There are certain books that, as an English major and an avid reader, are embarrassing to admit that I haven't read. These include classics like Dracula, Othello, The Handmaid's Tale, and Great Expectations. But perhaps the most egregious omission for the longest time was 1984 by George Orwell. Everyone and their cousin seems to have read it in high school, but I didn't. It was never assigned in any of my classes, and based on what I did know, I had little to no interest in picking it up myself, despite my enjoyment of classic literature.

    That changed, though, this past August. My dad finished 1984, and he asked me if I'd ever read it. When I said I hadn't, he said that I should so that we could talk about it. So, I did.

    Spoilers are full steam ahead, so beware.

    It's hard to know what to say about this book... It's not like I went into it expecting a cheery, feel-good story with glorious characters and a magical ending. I knew full well that I was getting into a deep, dark dystopia with characters simply trying to survive, and I was reasonably confident that, if the ending were a "good" one, it would be very ambiguous, but it was more likely going to be a hopeless ending.

    And yet, even knowing and accepting all of that...I was still taken aback.

    There is something just unrelenting about the suffocation this book's society enforces. Winston never catches a break, and neither do you as the reader. There's just never any moment of respite, even when Winston feels that there is a moment of respite, because there's a constant fear of what will happen next. Every time he and Julia got together, I was just waiting for this to be the time they got caught.

    Obviously, that's the point. Orwell didn't set out to write a soaring love story that burns even in the midst of oppression; from the beginning, he establishes that there's no way to win. And as much as Winston and Julia try to fight against it, they're doomed from the beginning. (Also, a note on their romance: not sure how I feel about it. It didn't feel particularly solid for either individual, but the emotional impact of the ending kind of relies on you being really invested in their love for each other. But, again, I guess that's probably part of the point—they don't really know what true love is in this world.)

    I will admit that I did get lulled into a false sense of security. They went seemingly undetected for so long that I started to think, "Maybe they actually do win in the end." And then that was pretty much shattered instantly.

    Part Three of the book is very effective—and it was awful to read. Again, that's the point. I know it is. But it was rough to get through it. Torture is something I always feel really icky reading about, so...yeah. Part Three was not a good time. And when Winston finally breaks and tells them to do the rats to Julia instead of to him... I've never felt such a gut-punch from a book before. My jaw dropped, and I just stared at it for a moment. Heck, I felt betrayed.

    The ending was somehow even more hopeless than I'd thought. I really would have rather Winston died than become what he became—just another voice in the air, another mind broken, another person under control. Like I keep saying, I know that that's the point; you are not supposed to feel good things while reading this book. I just feel like I have to keep qualifying my feelings because, almost six months later, I still can't think about this book without desperately wishing it had ended almost any other way.

    So...how to rate this one? It's hard because, to lay out all the cards, I didn't enjoy myself. If we're looking at this solely on how much I liked the book, this is probably a two out of five. But that being said, I acknowledge that a lot of the reason I didn't like the book is because hopeless stories do not jive with me. They have merit, and they often say important things, and they are certainly not inherently bad stories—but I just don't like them. I don't like finishing a book and feeling worse than I already do about the state of the world. That goes against one of my biggest reasons for loving books in the first place.

    So, I have to look at this, then, from a more objective perspective—insomuch as one can be objective about ratings, right? I think 1984 is very well-written; it is so easy to see this world and to feel the plights of the characters: the push and pull Winston has between wanting to fight and wanting to just keep living. The very lengthy manifesto partway through detracts from that great writing, I think; it effectively halts the entire story just to rehash ideas that have already been explored and then introduce a couple new ones that don't really go anywhere. Which, of course, makes sense, because I would guess that that manifesto was a major building block for Orwell writing this book in the first place; but it doesn't change the fact that I think it could have been incorporated in a more natural way than "Winston reads this whole thing out loud to a half-asleep Julia while they're both lying naked in bed."

    Overall, I have settled on a 3.5 for this book. It gets credit for being effective and for commenting on themes and ideas that are somehow even more timely today than they were in the 1940s; yet, that doesn't change the fact that I just didn't like reading it, so it gets docked a half point for that (I would probably give this a four based purely on merit). There's nothing really wrong with the book, besides the manifesto; it's just not my thing, and really, that's the only major mark against it. (Julia's character is also a little bit so-so in a lot of ways, but I kind of don't care enough to get into that.)

    There are other dystopias I find more compelling, Fahrenheit 451 probably being my favorite. I'll gladly recommend 1984, though, and I am very happy that I can now say I've finished it. It definitely was not as difficult to get through as I was expecting; it only took me two days to read the whole thing. Not a bad book by any means; just not the type of book that Odessa Taylor prefers to spend her time reading.

"You Cannot Have My Pain": A Thorough Review(?) of Oathbringer by Brandon Sanderson

 (I put a question mark after "Review" because what follows is less of a review and more of a narrative. Do with that what you will.)

    Have we officially made this a book blog? No, I don't think so. I just come to this site to write whatever is on my mind when the fancy suits me, and for now, every time I get the urge to write, I want to write about reading. This blog won't be exclusively that (probably), but...well, I guess we'll see.

    Anyway!

    I did a "book haul" a couple months ago, and I decided to just go through those books (some of them, anyway—the ones I've read since July 2024) and go more in-depth on my thoughts. So, we're starting with Oathbringer by Brandon Sanderson, the third book in The Stormlight Archive.

    Forgive me if I repeat a lot of what I said in that previous post. Also, spoilers will be in abundance, so proceed with caution. (I will not have spoilers for any of the books after Oathbringer or in other series by Sanderson, but there may be incidental spoilers for the first two books in the series, because...well, obviously.)

    First, I suppose some background would behoove us. I read The Way of Kings (the first book in the series) back in the summer of 2015 and then followed it up with Words of Radiance that autumn. Oathbringer was not published at that point, so I had to wait. I loved the first two books a ton, so I couldn't wait for the next one in the series.

    Unfortunately, by the time it came out near the end of 2017 and I got it for Christmas, I was in my senior year of high school, which meant I was neck-deep in two AP classes (one of which was English Literature), two foreign language classes, drivers ed, concert choir, Madrigals, seminary council, church service, and a part-time job. Reading for fun was not on my radar, let alone reading a 1,200+ page novel. To make matters worse, I had forgotten a ton of details from the previous two books, so I was just lost with a lot of references, short of the major plot points. After reading about a hundred pages or so, I said to myself, "You know what? I think I need to reread The Way of Kings and Words of Radiance first, and then I can get to Oathbringer."

    That would prove far too lofty a goal for seventeen-year-old Odessa. Or eighteen-year-old Odessa. Or twenty-one-year-old Odessa...

    I didn't reread The Way of Kings until the end of 2022/beginning of 2023. Well, let me rephrase that—I didn't start rereading The Way of Kings until the end of 2022/beginning of 2023, and then it took me until October 2023 to finish it. Words of Radiance took a lot less time...and by that, I mean it took me five months instead of nearly a year.

    But, at last, in March 2024, I began reading Oathbringer properly for the first time. (I hardly remembered anything from my first failed attempt, except for one interaction between Shallan and Adolin, so it was pretty much like starting a brand-new book.) Since it was one I hadn't read before, I tried a lot harder to get out of the reading slump I'd been in since that senior year of high school; but, alas, I only managed a chapter or two a week, if we were lucky.

    Still, progress was progress. It helped somewhat that I'd decided upon rereading The Way of Kings and Words of Radiance that Dalinar was my favorite character, so having a book that would dive into his backstory and focus a bit more on him than usual seemed pretty perfect.

    And, you know, I was mostly right... Except for one thing.

    Evi.

    Most of the time, when I love a character, I can tell you precisely why. I love Kelsier from Mistborn because he has so much hope and determination. I love Hermione Granger from Harry Potter because I've always seen myself in her. I love Aragorn from The Lord of the Rings because he is good and kind despite a life that you could argue has taught him not to be. I love Dalinar because he sticks to his convictions, even when people sneer at him for it.

    But I cannot tell you why I love Evi so much, or why I loved her so quickly. Seriously, from the instant we got her name—heck, even before we ever got her name—I just felt something for her.

    I think that, maybe, part of it comes from the fact that I just always hated the idea she was forgotten by Dalinar. His feelings for Navani have always been pretty clear, and though Dalinar seemed to be under the impression that he must have loved his wife, even though he couldn't remember her, I was always like, "Well...if you were pining for Navani the whole time, that's not very fair to whoever your wife was, even if you did have feelings for her."

    So, when Evi was introduced and the first couple chapters with her were filled with that pining for Navani, I felt vindicated, but not in a particularly triumphant way. I hated the idea that this woman, who was instantly sweet and gentle in ways not very many of Sanderson's characters are, came second. I hated it. I still hate it, if we're being honest, even now knowing how things turned out.

    I really don't know why it galled me so much, but I was just indignant on behalf of Evi. Of all the characters in this series—heck, of all the characters in Sanderson's entire repertoire (that I've read, anyway)—she deserved to be well and truly loved and cared for, at least in my opinion, so the fact that she was just tolerated at first... Man, I don't know. It just made me sad. And, you know, I think he did come to love her in the end, even if it was a bit different from how he felt/feels for Navani, but I still wanted more. I wanted him to really, really, really love her.

    I also knew that she was going to die, of course, and I just knew it was going to be awful. It had to be, obviously, because why else would Dalinar erase all of his memories of her? It had to be absolutely terrible. Still, I did my best to just enjoy the flashback chapters...inasmuch as one can enjoy Dalinar's flashback chapters.

    We'd heard all these things about the Blackthorn and Dalinar's reputation and everything in the previous two books, but actually reading about it in detail was...something. It was rough, which is, of course, the point. The ruthlessness and the callousness and the violence that defined the younger Dalinar was horrible. And, you know, some of it is so terrible that it borders on amusing. (The example that comes to mind is Dalinar stabbing a man, rinsing the knife in his wine goblet, and then instantly cutting a slice of meat and eating it.) But for the most part, I was just reading all of these flashbacks and thinking, "...Oh. This is the guy I've thrown in my lot with, huh?"

    Anyway, despite all of that, I was moving forward very slowly in the story, until a glorious day arrived: July 17, 2024. The power went out at our house, and since I couldn't work on editing, I decided to read, as it had been a while since I'd even touched the book, let alone read it.

    And for some reason, that night was the first shattering of the seven-year-long book burnout. I don't know if it was because the story finally clicked in a way that made me want to keep reading. I don't know if it was because I started tracking my progress on Goodreads right around that time, which gave me a bit of oomph. I don't know if it was because I finally stayed off of a screen long enough to rewire my brain and remind it that reading is fun and not a chore. Maybe it was all of the above. Whatever it was, I found myself reading pretty much every day, not because I felt like I had to but because I wanted to.

    Besides Dalinar's story, I was modestly interested in the rest of the plot lines. At the time, I couldn't have cared less about the Ghostbloods. (No spoilers, but I have since changed my tune on that particular song for ✨reasons✨ we will discuss in another review...) The infiltration of Kholinar was interesting, and I was pleasantly bewildered by the arrival of Highmarshal Azure, whom I suspected came from Warbreaker (out of a pure guess, since I hadn't read that yet). Kaladin, Shallan, and Adolin's work in the city kept my attention, though I did remember thinking, "Weird. This feels very much like the climax, but we're only three-quarters of the way through. Is this battle really going to last that long?"

    And all of a sudden, things started to take turns for all of our characters.

    First off...the Rift.

    Like I said earlier, I knew that Evi's death was going to be awful. I had various theories running through my head, pretty much all of them either involving Dalinar killing her or Dalinar letting someone else kill her. I thought I'd prepared myself for basically every eventuality, even if it meant I started every Dalinar flashback chapter with my stomach twisting into knots.

    Good grief, it was somehow a thousand times worse than I'd thought.

    Just the mere fact that all of that happened was a pure nightmare. The reckoning at Rathalas is, in a word, horrific. I will never forget reading it and just staring at the page and thinking to myself, "Holy crap. I think Dalinar might actually be irredeemable for this." I've had my fair share of favorite characters who fall in the category of morally grey (my favorite character in the history of characters, in fact, could run for president of the club), but this was another level. This was revenge and retribution in the worst way possible. This was a point to make, and it was utterly inhumane. This was fury incarnate.

    And when it was revealed that Evi was killed in the midst of that... I couldn't even keep reading. I finished the chapter and set aside the book, and I just stared off into space, feeling horrible. I wanted to cry, but there weren't any tears. I felt legitimately sick, which I'd never felt from a book before. I've read my fair share of tough books, and yet, somehow, the only one that has ever made me feel physically ill was Oathbringer, upon learning how Evi died.

    I went grocery shopping with my mom and youngest sister pretty much right after reading that, and I was numb. I felt like I was on some other plane of existence, but not in an ethereal, transcendent way. Every time I went down an aisle of the store by myself, I had to pause and take a deep breath so I wouldn't dissolve into tears or straight-up puke in the middle of Walmart. I wish I were exaggerating, but seriously, I have never felt so off-kilter from a book before.

    The rest of the day, I was inconsolable, and that night, I barely slept. I couldn't stop thinking about it as I tried to fall asleep, and then when I woke up four hours later to the sound of the sprinklers turning on outside my window, I couldn't go back to sleep because my mind was still just spinning with the awful imagery of Evi being burned alive. (I've always hated the idea of anyone dying in that way, so that probably didn't help.) By the time lunch came around, I thought I'd recovered, but nope—I took one bite of pasta and actually gagged because my stomach was still just churning.

    To make matters worse, things weren't going so hot for any of the other characters at this point. Elhokar was dead, and Gavinor was left behind. Kholinar was lost. Kaladin, Shallan, Adolin, Azure, and the spren were trapped in Shadesmar. Taravangian's plan to manipulate the coalition had worked, and everyone was abandoning Dalinar, who had briefly fallen back into his alcoholism. All of Dalinar's flashbacks made me feel sick again because I just kept getting reminded of Evi, and by the time he'd gone to the Nightwatcher and gotten his memories of her taken by Cultivation, I was a mess. ("You'll take Evi?" makes me want to sob just thinking about it.) I still wasn't crying, though; I have no idea how I managed to avoid it, considering how awful I felt.

    For days, I still couldn't sleep. Every time I tried, I just kept thinking and thinking and thinking about the stupid book and how hopeless everything was for all of the characters. I genuinely couldn't see how there could be a good ending to this at all. The only thing I could hang on to was knowing that, if Sanderson does anything with The Stormlight Archive, he makes arcs worthwhile. So, in my mind, that meant we would somehow learn that Evi was at peace. I didn't know how, but that was just the only logical thing: he would not have killed Evi like that if that was truly the end of her story.

    At last, on July 26th, I sat down to finish the book. I felt like I'd been through a war myself, and we hadn't even gotten to the climax. I love a story where the characters are dragged through hell only to rise up even more victorious for it (lookin' at you, Shawshank), but this was pushing it. I could not imagine any of the main characters in worse positions, and though I knew it had to end at least somewhat happily, I couldn't see how. I couldn't even fathom it.

    Kaladin, Shallan, and Adolin just could not get out of Shadesmar. Kaladin couldn't say the Fourth Ideal. Adolin was bleeding out. Shallan's mental condition was terrible. Then, back in the Physical Realm, Jasnah was preparing to kill Renarin because of his corrupted spren. And worst of all, the Thrill had taken the soldiers at Thaylen City, leaving practically no one to stand against the singers and their army.

    Dalinar went out to face Odium with nothing but a book, and I just felt despair. Another thing I really love in stories is when a character faces something or someone that they have no real hope of defeating but face it anyway because someone has to, and if it must be them, then so be it. So, for a moment, I was like, "Yay!", but then I went back to being miserable, because how could Dalinar even last a minute against what was basically the incarnation of hatred?

    Then, of all people, Szeth showed up. As he looked at Dalinar and asked Nale if a Skybreaker could pledge himself to a man, I felt the first real glimmer of hope in days. "Yes," I literally whispered out loud. "Come on, Szeth, please." Dalinar had no one, but if he had just one person on his side, and if that person could be someone who had proven himself quite adept at fighting...well, maybe there could be a good ending somehow. I still wasn't entirely sure how, but I could finally start to believe it.

    I kept reading. Lift was about to die, and then, all of a sudden, Szeth saved her. "Our master has given us a command," he tells her, "and we must fulfill it."

    And for the first time in ten years, I cried while reading a book. I absolutely lost it. Partly because I loved seeing Szeth decide to join in with the Radiants, but mostly because I could hope again, at least for a moment.

    Then things turned bad quite quickly, with Odium tormenting Dalinar and choosing him as his champion. But then...a single gloryspren.

    "You cannot have my pain."

    Ugh, I'm literally teary-eyed just writing it down. Dalinar stood up and faced Odium, and he refused to let go of the guilt again. He refused to forget the horrible, awful things he did and the thousands of people who suffered because of it. He refused to let Evi get taken away from him again.

    And he heard Evi forgiving him. Instantly, the awful feeling that had been clinging to my insides ever since reading about the Rift just vanished, as though it had never been there at all. Evi was okay, and Dalinar knew it.

    I just couldn't stop crying. He opened a perpendicularity and saved Kaladin, Shallan, and Adolin. Jasnah refused to kill Renarin, which gave him much-needed strength and courage. The following battle, from every single character's perspective...

    ...was perfection.

    There is not a single other climax in any book or movie that is as cathartic as this one. For me to have felt so awful and to have despaired so much when the battle began to then see every little thing play out in the most perfect way... It's indescribable. It is masterful how Sanderson was able to capture the bitterness and then the glory so well. It could have failed—it could have felt cheap or unearned at any point, but it never, ever did. Every single resolution of that battle was tied up in a way that felt like he'd been planning it from the moment he wrote the prelude to the whole series. And maybe he did.

    The climax of Oathbringer is the most incredible climax ever. Done. I haven't decided if it's my favorite climax, but it is undoubtedly the best (inasmuch as I can view something like this from an objective standpoint, of course).

    When I finally finished the book, I just sat there and wiped my eyes, feeling like I was floating. I could not believe how well the book had ended. I almost wished that the whole series had ended there, because it was just perfect. For the rest of the day, I was on a high. We watched Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2 that night, and I barely paid attention because I couldn't stop thinking about how amazing the end of Oathbringer had been.

    Let me say that again: I could barely pay attention to my favorite movie in the history of the world because I couldn't stop thinking about Oathbringer.

    There are so many other parts of this book that I adored that I didn't even dive into here: The Girl Who Stood Up, Venli's growth, Adolin and Shallan's relationship developing, Rysn getting a bit more page time... It isn't my favorite of the series (that distinction belongs to book one), but it stands apart from the others for the way it accomplished what should have been impossible. I should have hated Dalinar so much by the climax that I shouldn't have cared what happened to him with Odium, but I did care. I cared with all my heart, in fact. He stood there and faced an entity he knew he had no chance against, and I had to admit that this man was still my favorite character of the series. It is incredible that Sanderson could write him in a way that makes that possible.

    Five out of five. Even though the rest of the book doesn't hit the highs of the previous two, the ending more than makes up for it.