/lit/ - Literature

“Each woman is like an instrument, waiting to be learned, loved, and finely played, to have at last her own true music made. Some might take offense at this way of seeing things, not understanding how a trouper views his music. They might think I degrade women. They might consider me callous, or boorish, or crude. But those people do not understand love, or music, or me.”

I cried

*blocks your path*

>>18004349
>is it supposed to be so smug and condescending???
What do you think?

Is this fat fuck opinion relevant? all he does is shit on others series and he's never finished a serie.

A challenger approaches

it was written by this guy who, as his appearance would suggest, is reddit soibeardery incarnate. and the excerpts I've seen of this slop read exactly like they were written by such a person.

*blocks your path*

I thought you were talking about this fat fuck

And let's talk about this protagonist. Kvothe (pronounced like Quothe, because sure it is...) has got to be the author's DnD character or something, because Rothfuss LOVES him. He is a super skilled genius who is good at everything and, by the age of 15 is admitted to super wizard college on a special scholarship that no one else gets because of how clever and Joss Whedony he is. There is never a point where he faces an obstacle that he can't overcome with conveniently pre-existing knowledge. He is insufferably smug and good at everything and, despite the fact that the story sorta-kinda-maybe implies that at some point in the two books to come this arrogance will be his undoing, this volume does almost nothing to make Kvothe a sympathetic figure. Every character exists only in their relation to him. Every woman between fifteen and thirty flirts with him, despite his repeated claims (outright bald face lies) that he isn't good at talking to women, wise characters (with kind of one exception) exist to recognize and proclaim Kvothe's genius, and the primary antagonists are all comically stupid bullies who exists only to antagonize Kvothe for arbitrary reasons until he cleverly one ups them with all of his amazing skills. I would almost forgive all of the other issues I have with this book if the protagonist wasn't so deeply insufferable. He undergoes almost no meaningful change between the age of 11 where his story begins and the older, more jaded version of the character we see in the framing narrative. He remains a completely self assured insufferable know it all. I read most of the story thinking this older version of Kvothe, telling his story to a receptive chronicler, had to be in his fifties at the very least, but I was shocked to discover he was TWENTY-FIVE. It's such a bizarre choice given most of the story takes place when he is 15 and we are supposed to believe that somewhere in those ten years he becomes an almost mythological figure shrouded in legend and mystery. I can't.

Imagine all of the worst elements of Harry Potter with 75% less plot progression and also Harry is a deeply punchable arrogant pissant for whom every subject is a breeze. That's basically the majority of this story.

I didn't write this to yuck anyone's yum. If you likes The Name of the Wind, that's okay, I just genuinely don't understand the hype.

>>14878279
>I might not even have kissed her
>you may have fucked her brains out
>she might never walk the same again
>her womb might even be pregnant with your baby
>*smiles sideways*
>but you won't have her
>you won't be around to raise the child
>you will never wipe her buttocks clean of cum after a gangbang
>you won't put food on her table or pay her bills
>that's right...
>she's still mine and mine alone
>*tips magic ninja fedora and holsters katana after a couple of spins*

>author of one of the best fantasy novels of recent times
>cowrote a Rick & Morty comic
>skilled lover of women
>has a twitch account with more than 50k followers

Is there anything he can't do?

ITT: Awesome-looking authors.

From his Goodreads profile, written by him:

>It all began when Pat Rothfuss was born to a marvelous set of parents. Throughout his formative years they encouraged him to do his best, gave him good advice, and were no doubt appropriately dismayed when he failed to live up to his full potential.

>In high-school Pat was something of a class clown. His hobbies included reading a novel or two a day and giving relationship advice to all of his female friends despite the fact that he had never so much as kissed a girl. He also role-played and wrote terrible stories about elves. He was pretty much a geek.

...

>For the next seven years Pat studied anthropology, philosophy, eastern religions, history, alchemy, parapsychology, literature, and writing. He studied six different martial arts, practiced improv comedy, learned how to pick locks, and became a skilled lover of women. He also began writing a satirical advice column which he continues to this day: The College Survivial Guide. Through all of this he continued to work on his novel.

>Now Pat teaches half-time at his old school as an assistant-sub-lecturer. He is underpaid but generally left alone to do as he sees fit with his classes. He is advisor for the college feminists, the fencing club, and, oddly enough, a sorority. He still roll-plays occasionally, but now he does it in an extremely sophisticated, debonair way.

This is the current "king" of the Fantasy genre. Is there a more JUST genre anywhere?