I should probably start this blog off right and talk about a book now. And I know the perfect book to start with.
The Name of the Wind by Patrick Rothfuss
A tale about a young boy named Kvothe who witnesses his family brutally murdered, ends up living homeless on crime infested streets while almost losing his sanity, and finally makes it into a school for magic where he blows everyone away with his magical talents because let's be honest he's a genius. And let's not forget this story is told by his future self remembering all of these things. But most importantly could someone please just tell this kid the Name of the Wind so he stops getting himself into so many problems?
I know I sounded a bit sarcastic up there, almost as if I didn't enjoy the book, that couldn't be farther from the truth. This book is a beautiful masterpiece. I am eternally thankful to my roommate (now former roommate, but she gets to keep the roommate title) for introducing me to this book.
Yes, Kvothe almost seems too perfect to someone who isn't paying attention to him. After all he is almost obnoxiously smart. But let's be honest here there definitely are definitely people who are obnoxiously smart and good at learning things, that's what Kvothe is good at learning. He's also been raised by entertainers, he would definitely pick up how to coerce people to think the way he wants them too. But if you pay attention, he isn't perfect at it. I swear this kid gets himself into way too much trouble sometimes. He is self-reliant, he does a lot of things the way he does them because he relies on himself and tries to do everything he can without asking for help. I should stop talking about Kvothe's personality and abilities now, otherwise this will end up being solely about him.
Patrick Rothfuss has a way of making you attached to his characters. I swear I want to kidnap Kvothe from his own book and hug him until everything bad goes away. I can't do that because there would be no more story to read, also it is physically impossible, but it doesn't stop me from wanting it. You become attached to the characters and it makes a reader want to know what happens next.
I was a bit wary going into this story since it is following two different times, the one story of Kote as he tells his story and the story Kote is telling, his past as Kvothe. I was worried that the story would be stop and go as it comes in and out of the two pieces, but my fears were for nothing as Rothfuss beautifully mingles the two. Even the moments where he does leave off at an odd point it feels more like a cliff hanger and not as if he just picked the wrong moment to switch scenes. The story flows so smoothly, it is easy to get consumed by it.
Ok most of what I would like to say would end up spoiling the book for someone. I highly recommend this book if you like fantasy novels. You will likely laugh and cry and probably do both at the same time.
Until another time,
Kit Lee
But no I am serious, just tell the kid the Name of the Wind already.
