The sheer amount of secondary, tertiary, and quaternary (& quinary & senary & septenary & octonary & nonary &...) characters that just disappeared between Jordan & Sanderson is rather telling. And what I can't STAND is that I see George R.R. Martin not only fallING but already having fallEN into the same trap.
Not to mention the innumerable crutches Jordan used.
We used to have a drinking game, when I was reading Jordan to Pauline.
We would take a drink every time:
Rand/Mat/Perrin wished that Rand/Mat/Perrin was here, because he would know what to do/how to deal with women.
Nynaeve tugged her braid.
Any female character "sniffed" or "folded her arms beneath her breasts" or "smoothed her skirts."
Rand decides he must become "harder."
A Red Ajah turns out to be a darkfriend.
Min has a vision she doesn't understand.
Deus Ex Ta'veren.
"The wheel weaves as the wheel wills."
A description of clothing and/or food goes on for more than half a page.
I forget what else.
But to be fair, we also had a drinking game for Riftwar, although the only two drinking cues I can remember from it are Prince Arutha's face darkening, and Feist starting off a new chapter by saying "The (noun) (verbed). (new paragraph)"