WoT is funny for me because if you look at who I am (demographically speaking), at the age I am, and at the sorts of books I enjoy I should love them. But I read them at exactly the wrong time in my life and hated them, and now I feel like it's pointless to revisit them, that that first experience with them will forever taint my opinion of what I suspect are, at the very least, perfectly serviceable fantasy fare, certainly nothing worthy of hatred.

I happened to visit a used bookstore, while on vacation in a different State to the one I live in, and there was a box with copies of all the books that had been released up to that point (I think this was right before the first Sanderson book came out). Of the 12 books, 7 were hardcover and in very good condition, though the 5 paperbacks were a little beat up. Got the whole set for, IIRC, $38. Bought the Sanderson ones too, even though I never did get around to reading them, just for completion's sake.