Did I really just read a 1,000 page epic fantasy novel in 2 weeks? Wow. I expected that to take me a month, but see, that’s the thing with Patrick Rothfuss. He is such an utter genius with words that you can’t help but be completely drawn in by them, completely tantalised in the story. There is a story on the cover jacket from Ursula Le Guin that sums it up much better than I could, and she is spot on:
“It is a rare and great pleasure to find a fantasist writing not only with the accuracy of language that is essential to fantasy-making, but with true music in the words as well. Wherever Pat Rothfuss goes with the big story that begins with The Name of the Wind, he’ll carry us with him as a good singer carries us through a song.” I have a feeling this is a quote from the Name of the Wind jacket, but I believe I might well have a first printing of that one so there aren’t many quotes on my copy.
The characters who we already know from The Name of the Wind have been developed a little further. Wil and Sim have a lot more character to them than they did in book one, and I found myself really despising Denna. The newer characters to the story are a lot more well built than sub-characters in the first book. It’s nice to see Rothfuss’ growth as a writer in that sense.
As for the story, I found myself utterly enthralled in parts, and a little bored in others. However, Rothfuss never seems to fail to bring my attention back with a change in pace, perhaps an interesting conflict thrown in, sometimes even a change in scenery. That is what keeps the story feeling fresh and enjoyable to read, and that is why The Wise Man’s Fear is as good as, if not a little better than, The Name of the Wind.