1215032You remember those old Simpsons cartoons?  The ones where Homer Simpson started daydreaming about something-usually doughnuts- and he tilted his head back, started drooling with his tongue lolling out and made that inarticulate gurgling noise at the back of his throat?

Yeah.  That’s how I feel about Wise Man’s Fear.

Wise Man’s Fear is the second of what appears to be a trilogy called the Kingkiller Chronicles.  The first book Name of the Wind was a smashing success and Wise Man’s Fear is no exception.

In Name of the Wind we meet young Kvothe, a homeless gyspsy orphan who wants nothing more than to learn all he can of the world and so through his wits and charms gets into the world renown University where he can study everything his heart desires.  Everything from math to music, literature to geography, science and magic.  And indeed in this world science and magic are two sides of the same coin.

Well, that’s what the first book was about, if not how it started.

So where Name of the Wind is of Kvothe’s early life in the University, the friends he makes and the enemies he meets, Wise Man’s Fear is the continuation where Kvothe travels around to see the world for a bit, and where he sees much, learns more, and comes back a little more grown up than before.

He saves the life of a king, finds him a bride, saves his roads from bandits, travels to the far corners of the world to train with famous mercenaries and learn their language, gets kidnapped by a fae queen and tricks her into letting him go, saves two helpless maidens kidnapped by bandits in the woods, and comes one step closer to learning about those who made him an orphan.

I’m fascinated with the narration structure that Patrick Rothfuss decided to use.  When Name of the Wind opens, we meet Kvothe all grown up and retired from his life of adventuring in a small town and he had taken on the persona of an innkeeper.  Then one day a scribe comes in who knows his real identity and asks to take down his story.  So Name of the Wind starts off in 3rd person, with us looking on as Kvothe and the scribe interact with each other and the townsfolk, then it slips into first person as Kvothe starts to tell his story and continues to weave in and out like that which I found interesting in the first book if a little jarring, and now I couldn’t imagine this story being told any other way.

There is nothing I didn’t like about this book.  Yes, I flipped pages every so often, but just because I was too eager to see what happened next.  I did nothing but eat, sleep, and read this book till it was done, and in a strange way I wish I hadn’t.  I felt almost sad when I realized it was over and I had nothing more to read on Kvothe and his life.

And if that doesn’t make you want to read it, I hate to contemplate what is wrong with you….

Ah well.  Onward and upwards my dear friends!  Brushing the dust off of this one, as it’s been at least a year since I read the first one.  One of my beloved Realms books, Shadow of the Avatar Trilogy #2: Tantras.

650579Heroes Stand Trial!

When Elminster, the Old Sage of Shadowdale, is apparently slain, Midnight and Adon stand trial for his murder.

When Bane, god of murder, and his allies seek the lost Tablets of Fate, a slender dark-haired woman is all that stands between Faerun and disaster.

When a friend betrays them, Midnight and her companions can trust no one.