I have stolen princesses back from sleeping barrow kings. I burned down the town of Trebon. I have spent the night with Felurian and left with both my sanity and my life. I was expelled from the University at a younger age than most people are allowed in. I tread paths by moonlight that others fear to speak of during day. I have talked to Gods, loved women, and written songs that make the minstrels weep.
You may have heard of me.
That's how Kvothe (pronounced as Quothe) started his story. The Name of the Wind by Patrick Rothfuss is the latest addition to my modest collection of books and I have to say that it is one of the best. I heard of it from a friend and I do not regret taking out a bit from my currently meager resources to buy it.
I will not even attempt to give a critique - I am not good at these things. All I can do is to say how reading the book made me miss everything I love about reading fantasy novels. The basic concept is similar to other fantasy series - protagonist (this one's extra special, very smart) experiences a life changing blow and embarks on his journey that changes the world. The concept is more than the usual magic though.
The Name of the Wind revolves around sympathy (the name they use for magic) and the fact that everything in this world has a name. Not everyone knows the names of things, though. It is a special talent, a seed that is planted within a person and something that has to be honed and perfected through study. And when you know the name of the wind, you get to call it to do your bidding.
I wouldn't mind knowing the name of the wind. Heck, I'd love to know the name of things and have them at my bidding! That's probably why I'll never know them...
Anyway, this is the first in the series and it is so bitin. The second book is not coming out till April of 2009 - a long wait for me. In the meantime, I shall finish the other book I am reading, a piece of non fiction work titled The Science of Happiness. I'll write about it pretty soon.
I leave you with the suggestion that you get your hands on The Name of the Wind. You won't regret spending sleepless nights reading it.