The Name of the Wind

The Name of the Wind is an epic fantasy about one man’s life (“Kvothe”). When Kvothe sits down to tell The Chronicler his life’s story, what follows is a detailed account of his younger years traveling with his family of performers, struggling to survive in a busy city with no money, and struggling to obtain knowledge in the famous university. Kvothe struggles more than any character I’ve ever seen in any fantasy story. I’ve also never seen so much importance placed on having money, and how horrible it can be when you don’t have any.

Another unique aspect of this tale is how it handles magic. Here it’s called “Sympathy”, and it’s a very unique take on how magic works. I found the concept of sympathy fascinating, and I really felt like it was something I could learn, if only I had the right books. There were a few section of this book that I felt dragged a little, but because I fell in love with Kvothe and his story it didn’t bother me that much. What did bother me though was the ending. Clearly this book is meant to be Part 1 of a larger story, because the book kind of just ends. Because this story is incomplete, i’ll have to keep reading to find out what happens next.