It's been two years now.
(My first post got eaten by the Internet...)
I was going to write 'anniversary', but that sounded way too happy.
Today it's been two years since Robert Jordan died. It doesn't feel like it's been so long, yet it has. I love his books, almost to the point of obsession. It goes so far I won't even say a certain name out loud, as it supposedly will bring evil on to you.
Despite not knowing him, I miss him a lot. A new book is coming October 27., but I still feel it's not quite right. His world lives on, and I know he'd want that, but he should have been there. After all, this guy changed my life. I'm close to people I'd never know today if it wasn't for him. Some I know in person, some only through correspondance (but that makes it no less important) Weird though, some of them doesn't know this. I mean, I owe him so much. I don't know where I'd been today without them.
Finally ('cause I'm watching the Mentalist now), here's a link to an excellent site, in case someone's interested: http://13depository.blogspot.com/2009/09/two-years-on-from-september-16th-2007.html