GAH! Thomas Covenant! HHAAAATTTTEEEEEEE! It was so all-encompassing that I positively will not read Donaldson (which is probably unfair). But when he wrote Thomas Covenant, there was already a cure for leprosy. DO YOUR RESEARCH IDIOT!

And Covenant...gah! Take your fucking meds for the leprosy, and the personality disorder, and whining, and....I'm supposed to feel bad for a rapist? Seriously? I know there was supposed to be some great philosophical underpinning to it all, but, HAAAATTEEEE!

And Mists of Avalon...*whams head repeatedly against the wall.* That what it was like reading that book. In my defense, I had read Firebrand first. While not a great book, it was pretty okay. Since Mists was supposed to be better...gah! *whams head against the wall again*

I so hated the book, that I will not read the Darkover series, even though I've heard from people who hate her "mythological stuff" that her Darkover series is completely different...to the point where you think another writer wrote it.

But still...Mists. GAH!

I better stop ranting now. I blame the meds I took tonight. I'm a leeeetle loopy at the moment.