It begins.

Hello. I am the Irate Reader.

You and I are about to go on a journey. A journey into literary hell. No, this is not another review of Twilight (which I honestly haven’t read), or of the Inheritance Cycle (which I actually don’t mind), or of anything else that every man and his dog has gone and ripped to shreds. No, this little abomination of a series managed to stay outside of the public eye for the most part, and was quite rightly forgotten.

So why am I bringing it up from its grave? Simple. This series is spectacularly awful, and as it hasn't been ripped to shreds by every reviewer ever I might be able to make a couple of comments that haven’t been heard everywhere before. In addition to that, this book lacks the excuse that the other two series I mentioned can get away with: they have new authors, this series was written by a fairly well known author.

David Eddings.

Yes, David sadly passed away in January of the year 2007. Yes, he did a lot of good work in his time. I am a fan of several of his earlier works. That is what makes this series even worse: we know that the author can do better. So here we are, going through this chapter by chapter to examine exactly why this series is so bad.

Now unlike the excellent web series ‘Mark Reads: Twilight’ I am not going in blind. I have read the series several times before, primarily to try and work out exactly what went wrong and why. I think I have found this elusive element and am going to share it with you, chapter by chapter. You will share my pain on this test of mental endurance. Buckle up, we’re in for a rough ride.