There are three things all wise men fear...
So, I don't know how many of you, my internet savvy buddies, are familiar with the works of fantasy author Patrick Rothfuss, but I just finished his second novel, The Wise Man's Fear.
OH GOD IT WAS SO BEAUTIFUL. Rothfuss' books are either my favorite or second-favorite (fantasy) books at any given time. The competitors are Robin Hobb's books about Fitz and the Fool, and which I favor depends on which I read most recently. So, obviously, Kvothe is winning right now. Even though I've read Hobb's books in the past month and I still tear up and feel hopeless when I think of the end of Fool's Fate. WHY, HOBB, WHY? THEY WERE MEANT TO BE. D:
I got a bit off topic. Anyway, I'm not sure if this is a rant, or a rec, or a review, or some strange bastard result of a threesome between them, but, I must point out in any case, that Mr. Rothfuss is God and he smells good.
Well, that last part figuratively speaking. I'm sure he smells quite nice, but I haven't had the privilege to meet him. To finally make my point, when I read The Name of the Wind in 2008, I immediately began lusting after the sequel. I read the book no less than three times in the intervening years. I began keeping up with Pat's blog. I've browsed fanart. I attempted to draw fanart, but threw it away quickly so that no one could see the shameful work, especially Pat himself, who is rather known for frequenting internet sites.
A few months ago, when I discovered that TWMF would be released in March, I jumped for joy and talked my dad into preordering it as an early birthday present (my birthday is in April.) The thing is...he totally forgot to order it for me. Every day after March first that I did not own that book was an agony for me. So, as soon as I got home for Spring Break, I begged and whined and wheedled and cajoled my cheap mom into buying it for me. I finished it roughly half an hour ago. Three days for a ~1000 page book; not too bad.
And it was so totally not a letdown. TWMF had everything I loved about TNOTW, and more. More adventure, more strange and deep cultures, more characters, more of Rothfuss' wry, wry humor. The only letdown I'm experiencing is that it's over. I don't even want to imagine how I'll feel when I finish The Doors of Stone...
I need to go read some mindless slash to make myself feel better.
...but speaking of, if any of you have read the books, do you get the feeling that Bast has deeper feelings for Kvothe than he lets on...? Or is that just my fangirl's mind coming into play?
OH GOD IT WAS SO BEAUTIFUL. Rothfuss' books are either my favorite or second-favorite (fantasy) books at any given time. The competitors are Robin Hobb's books about Fitz and the Fool, and which I favor depends on which I read most recently. So, obviously, Kvothe is winning right now. Even though I've read Hobb's books in the past month and I still tear up and feel hopeless when I think of the end of Fool's Fate. WHY, HOBB, WHY? THEY WERE MEANT TO BE. D:
I got a bit off topic. Anyway, I'm not sure if this is a rant, or a rec, or a review, or some strange bastard result of a threesome between them, but, I must point out in any case, that Mr. Rothfuss is God and he smells good.
Well, that last part figuratively speaking. I'm sure he smells quite nice, but I haven't had the privilege to meet him. To finally make my point, when I read The Name of the Wind in 2008, I immediately began lusting after the sequel. I read the book no less than three times in the intervening years. I began keeping up with Pat's blog. I've browsed fanart. I attempted to draw fanart, but threw it away quickly so that no one could see the shameful work, especially Pat himself, who is rather known for frequenting internet sites.
A few months ago, when I discovered that TWMF would be released in March, I jumped for joy and talked my dad into preordering it as an early birthday present (my birthday is in April.) The thing is...he totally forgot to order it for me. Every day after March first that I did not own that book was an agony for me. So, as soon as I got home for Spring Break, I begged and whined and wheedled and cajoled my cheap mom into buying it for me. I finished it roughly half an hour ago. Three days for a ~1000 page book; not too bad.
And it was so totally not a letdown. TWMF had everything I loved about TNOTW, and more. More adventure, more strange and deep cultures, more characters, more of Rothfuss' wry, wry humor. The only letdown I'm experiencing is that it's over. I don't even want to imagine how I'll feel when I finish The Doors of Stone...
I need to go read some mindless slash to make myself feel better.
...but speaking of, if any of you have read the books, do you get the feeling that Bast has deeper feelings for Kvothe than he lets on...? Or is that just my fangirl's mind coming into play?