I've read my fair share of Sanderson, and while I almost always find his writing enjoyable in a sort of charmingly crunchy plot-oriented way, I would never have said that he has the juice. This is the first book that might change my mind. It's too early to say—especially with so many questions about the parshmen that could still be answered in super racist ways—but it's conceivable that this actually has the juice, and that would be very exciting indeed.