A review by gracenextdoor
The Name of the Wind by Patrick Rothfuss

5.0

I hate it when people compare books to Harry Potter because it has magic in it, or there's a wizard-type school or simply because it's part of the fantasy genre. Those books never come close to [a: J.K. Rowling|1077326|J.K. Rowling|https://images.gr-assets.com/authors/1510435123p2/1077326.jpg]'s masterpiece. So when I read the reviews for Patrick Rothfuss's The Name of the Wind, I was skeptical. Especially because it also drew comparisons to another well-loved series: [a: J.R.R. Tolkien|656983|J.R.R. Tolkien|https://images.gr-assets.com/authors/1434625177p2/656983.jpg]'s [b: The Lord of the Rings|33|The Lord of the Rings (The Lord of the Rings, #1-3)|J.R.R. Tolkien|https://images.gr-assets.com/books/1411114164s/33.jpg|3462456].

This is the only book I've read to earn that comparison, while still managing to be unique and truly astounding on its own.

A man recounts the story of his youth, his adventures, loves and losses from another lifetime, the ones that made him the legend. A story within a story.

If that makes the book sound simple, trust me when I say it is not. Nothing that happened in this book is what I expected. It left me at the edge of my seat, breathless and regretful that I could not read faster.

It took me a few weeks to get to the heart of the story, but once I did, I read through 500 pages or so in days. I even bought the sequel before I finished so I didn't have to interrupt the story.

I cannot tell you how wonderful this book is to read. It has easily become one of my most favorite books, one I'm sure I will revisit again.