Robert Jordan was one of the greatest authors I've ever read, often to the detriment of the pacing and story.
I don't need to know what every servant in the White Tower is wearing, or what's on the tray they're fuging taking to whatever Aes Sedai. Or the color of the bowls on the tray even. It was novel in the first 3 books. Wore thin after that, and beyond the 6th book that's basically all that's left. Flowery descriptions. He's damn good at them.
Not necessarily saying its a good thing, but the authorship is near perfect. Story though...fug it after book 6.