Robert Jordan. I started reading The Eye of the World when I was in late high school, and thought, “This is just King Arthur pretending to not be King Arthur! Crap, utter crap!” About a decade later I was pregnant with my first baby and had horrific insomnia. My husband (who has an amazing reading voice) offered to read to me to help me go to sleep. He started Eye of the World and I was hooked. Apparently, I just needed a really, really good narrator.

My aunt knew that my siblings and I all read voraciously. My oldest brother was about 15 and my youngest sister was about 10. There are 5 of us. She bought us a single almanac to share and said, “Look, you’re all a bunch of know-it-alls, so now you’ll know more. I guess.”

You may have just changed my life.