Games, Reading, Games

I'm trapped in a repetitious cycle of gaming and reading. Oh, and sleep, I guess. Yes, food as well, every now and then, unless I forget or my parents get too angry. But mostly gaming and reading. Every day when I wake up, the first thing I do is jump on the computer and play games for a solid hour. In less than 3 days the character I newly created jumped to level 3X. That may seem like nothing, except if I bother counting hours it means I almost played non-stop. Feels good, man.

I've got a lot of reading to do. I said I'd catch up on holiday reading--- but I didn't. I have The Wise Man's Fear, which is a sequel to a fantasy novel I really liked, I have Inheritance which is the last book to Eragon, then I have the 2nd in line for the Fifty Shades of Grey trilogy (forgot it's name) aaaand I have The Blinding Knife, which is the only one I've actually read out of all of those.  

The Blinding Knife is written by Brent Weeks, and I think he's probably the best fantasy writer of our generation. Never have I read anything so... exciting. He wrote the Night Angel Trilogy, which I repeatedly say is the best thing I've ever read. Then his next series, the Lightbringer series, is just as good, if not better than the Night Angel Trilogy. I was so engrossed I actually stayed up late reading. I haven't done that for years.

This book, is something that you should go borrow/buy/lawfully obtain by some other means (or maybe unlawfully obtaining it is fine too). THEN READ IT.

Alright, I guess you could say nothing will ever outmatch The Lord of the Rings, except that stuff was difficult to read. It was written superbly, but The Lord of the Rings simply didn't have the... humor which Brent Weeks adds to his works. Reading the story is like living the story (no exaggeration, I promise), and it was an epic story to live through.

Now stop reading my rant about how great Brent Weeks's work is, and go find yourself a copy. Go, now. Shoo.