I recently finished The Name of The Wind by Patrick Rothfuss. It is a fantasy novel detailing the life story of Kvothe, a boy who was born a gypsy and after enduring more than his share of tragedy, grew into a brilliant musician and university student. Despite his apparent success, he is haunted by the ghosts of his past.
The story was engaging, witty, and wonderfully descriptive without ever approaching excessive wordiness (something I unfortunately cannot say for myself). I don’t often laugh out loud when I read, but I am delighted to say that I did, more than once, during this literary adventure. I did not choose to write an exhaustive description of the plot and characters, because most of the world has already read the book. If you haven’t, you should.
I was also fortunate enough to meet the author when I attended one of his recent book signings. Patrick’s intelligence and excellent comedic timing are as evident in person as his writing would lead you to believe. You can enjoy a daily dose (or weekly depending on how often he blogs) at www.patrickrothfuss.com.
Now, day two of The Kingkiller Chronicle beckons, and my fingers are itching to open The Wise Man’s Fear!