A Treatise to my Fellow Wheel of Time BOOKWYRMS (in progress)

To my fellow BookWyrms calm down, embrace the source, surrender to saidar, it’s time to find the flame and the void. Some of y’all are ready to scrawl the dragon’s fang on Rafe Judkins front door. I consider myself one of the Bookwyrms, I started reading Wheel of Time in the early 90’s and have reread the entire series a few times. I tear up every time Nynaeve rallies the borderlanders and I was secretly mad that we didn’t get to see Boa the Wyld fulfil his prophesies in book. I want a board game with foxes and snakes and I am one of the few that really didn’t feel the slog in the middle of the series, I understand why others felt it, but I loved the minutia. The5 pages of exposition is what made me fall in love with Jordan’s writing, I couldn’t get enough information, and Robert Jordan would readily supply you with breakfast items, random curses, the color of shawls and all sort of ingredients that made the his world more real, less Tel’aran’rhiod. But the pattern weaves as the patter weaves does it not? Th way some of you are reacting, you think Rafe and Amazon took balefire to the books. As the Wheel turns, some changes occur, sometimes people get pulled out of the pattern entirely, but Silverbow didn’t despair, yeah, she had her moments of sadness, but she bucked up, kept the faith and did her duty. Too many of you are casting down your spears and giving into the bleakness, even worst some of you are turning to the Shaido and rattling your bucklers, are you that eager to …