The Name of the Wind - Patrick Rothfuss

Out of the last four fantasy/sci-fi books I've started to read, this is the only one I finished. I wished I wouldn't have. Hints of a great fantasy story at the beginning, followed by superkid / playboy going through teenage angst at a... wait for it... magic school.

I enjoyed reading it, but that enjoyment was due to being felt led on by a promise (correctly or incorrectly perceived) that didn't happen. What was that promise? THAT SOMETHING WAS GOING TO HAPPEN AFTER MAGIC SCHOOL.

"That gets told in the next book(s)." Really? I try to be positive. I do. I read all the glowing reviews for this book and ended up REALLY not liking it. So, maybe it gets better in the next? Let's look at the reviews with a more guarded eye this time. I came across this HILARIOUS review of the next book by "Jacob"

"THE GODDAMN FELURIAN BIT."

Click the link. Read about the Felurian bit.

Fool me once - shame on you...

There's an old Zen koan that says "If you meet the Buddha on the road, kill him." It's entirely metaphorical and basically means if you think you've attained enlightenment, think again.

If you see J.K. Rowling on the road, kill her.