I devoured Patrick Rothfuss’ second book in the Kingkiller Trilogy just as quickly as I devoured the first. And now there are no more until the author finishes the next one.
These are monster books, nearly a thousand pages. And seem measured and paced, with breaks for the reader, for the Chronicler and for Kvothe, the young hero. Very young in the first book, Day One: The Name of the Wind, going from about 11 to about 16. In the second, Day Two: The Wise Man’s Fear, as it ends, he is perhaps 19.
And yet the world, similar to ours in its people, but set in a medieval time and space, is given in such detail, and with so much action, that we, the readers, feel rushed, going at breakneck pace.
For a reprise of the books, I recommend Wikipedia. Just let me say, if you ever enjoyed a science fantasy book – you will love these two, and want to move in to The University or maybe Imre, or perhaps walk The Great Stone Road to Ademre. And you will want to keep an eye out for the Fae.
Patrick will be publishing another book in November this year, about Auriel, one of the characters in both The Name of the Wind (copyright 2007)and The Wise Man’s Fear (copyright 2011). But it’s not part of the trilogy.
So it will be great, but will not fill our need, I fear.