Name of the Wind: Mini review
The Name of the Wind came out perhaps like 3 years ago. I got my hands on the same in 2009, came highly recommended by one of my colleagues who is also a fantasy buff, “Truly Kickass” was what he described it I remember. That time, I was reading Demon War Saga by Peter V Brett. And I didn’t really want to dive into a door-stopper mammoth fantasy debut, when I was having so much fun reading shorter books. Today I stand corrected. Patrick Rothfuss’s debut is so much more richer, refined and in more ways than one, “Truly Kickass”. To say I was floored by the lyrical richness of Patrick’s prose would be an understatement. In Kvothe, Patrick Rothfuss has given us one of the most memorable characters of modern fantasy literature. We weep, cry, struggle, whoop along and feel every other emotion felt by him and boy, it has been such a killer of a journey for me along with this boy. In fact, I loved Kvothe much more than Locke Lamora, simply because he is so much more human. And flawe...