I’ve read all three of those authors and each is excellent for different reasons. I think Sanderson is a younger (in age and in craft) writer, and he’s still developing to his own apex of craft. But, wow, the progression has been amazing. The thing about Sanderson is that he’s methodical. At first, that deliberateness eclipsed some of his other strengths. I find that with each successive book, his mastery grows.
My son and I listened to his children’s series Alcatraz and the Evil Librarians. That one is chock-full of humor, and was very enjoyable.
Another younger writer (compared to those you mentioned) who I love in a very different way to Sanderson is Patrick Rothfuss. He’s the kind of prose writer who you can tell is also well-steeped in poetry. It adds a lyricism to his writing that is quite distinctive and transporting. Of course, probably as a result of that same quality, he also takes a very long time to complete his book. But The Name of the Wind. It’s actually high-time that I read that one again. All I remember is the wonder I felt. The first page, the prologue, was already excellent. It’s called A Silence of Three Parts. So excellent.
But, yes. I like to have a very pristine experience with a story. I want to give the author a chance to speak to me directly and as unmediated as possible. I’m pretty sensitive to tropes (even though I don’t know the names of most of them), and when I hear a few details, I often automatically intuit a whole bunch of other ones. I’m distracted by the sense of knowing what’s coming already.