Friends and colleagues may have memories of me lugging around a HUGE book sometime in 2011. Readers of this blog might remember that I even talked about metaphorical relationships.
It seems like I have to get ready for yet another “relationship” with a Sanderson novel in January 2014 because he just tweeted the other day that he has turned in the first draft of the sequel to “The Way of Kings“.
I just sent in the completed first draft of Words of Radiance (Stormlight 2, Sequel to The Way of Kings) to my editor at Tor.—
Brandon Sanderson (@BrandSanderson) July 01, 2013
I’m pretty sure we’re going to have another long, drawn-out date because he was tossing around stats like an 11,000-word epilogue, and an unedited, unfinished, 1,650-page draft.
So, anyway. Tor.com just posted an excerpt from “Words of Radiance”, the sequel to “The Way of Kings”. This is from an Interlude, which I talked about in my review of “Kings” before as one of those very short scenes that don’t necessarily fit in the main story, but are definite pieces of a larger puzzle.
This Interlude concerns Taravangian, King of Karbranth. He was in “Kings”, too, although my memories of him are not very pleasant.
This part, perhaps, is the most intriguing from that excerpt:
Life could be tricky for a man who awoke each morning with a different level of intelligence. Particularly when the entire world might depend upon his genius, or might come crashing down upon his idiocy.
Apparently, King T has trusted assistants who test him each morning to see what level of intelligence he woke up with, and they determine what kind of kingly duties he is fit to take on.
This brings up soooo many questions, like: What’s the royal protocol when he wakes up on a Stupid Day? Who gets to be King on Stupid Day, or does the court just…shut down? Just how stupid does he get on a Stupid Day? They only test him using Math problems, which is probably a very good indicator, but I’m not sure if that really captures his entire mental capacity for the day. And what is the Diagram?
Gah! So many questions for just that tiny Interlude. I can imagine how the whole book is gonna mess with my brain.
Hopefully, I don’t end up all Crabbe and Goyle-ish.