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Fool's Quest
by Robin Hobb
Upon finishing this novel, my heart and mind were racing. I'll likely start reading the final novel in a few minutes. But my god, Hobb just continuously blows me away. This novel continually twisted away from my expectations.
There's a scene about a quarter of the way through the novel that just wrecked me. It's something fans have likely been waiting for since the end of Royal Assassins. For me, that's just a wait of a few years, but for some this scene had been building for twenty years. It's the kind of gut punch that only Hobb can do. Where you want it so badly but never expected it and then when it happens it's just too much. Literally, it's too much to handle. Too much for me to even process. It was 2am and I had to set the book down while I cried.
Fitz, sweet Fitz. He's so much a part of me, and my heart beats so in time with his. I know he's not for everyone, but Fitz is my heart and soul. I've never connected to a character like this, and probably few real people like this. But his thoughts mirror mine so often, especially when I'm at my worst, which is where Fitz typically persists.
But Hobb does so much more than just break your heart. She shows you scenes that we were never shown before. Fitz' skills as an assassin have always been hinted at but never shown, until this novel. Hobb handles it in a way that's fascinating in a number of ways. Even in the way it remains understated. The way it's so cold and calculating and efficiently brutal.
But, yes, there is so much to say about this book. So much I want to say. We see so much of old favorites, like Kettricken, Chade, the Fool, and a host of new characters who remind us and Fitz of the boy that he was. And along the way, there's the brokenness of these people. How Fitz has been broken so often that he's largely taped and glued together. And somehow, he faces his most daring and tragic journey yet.
Even thinking about how this next novel is the end of this immense story makes me want to weep. I'm afraid to leave Fitz behind, to have him no longer in my life. And yet, I'm compelled to continue, and even the thought of what awaits me terrifies and thrills me.
There's a scene about a quarter of the way through the novel that just wrecked me. It's something fans have likely been waiting for since the end of Royal Assassins. For me, that's just a wait of a few years, but for some this scene had been building for twenty years. It's the kind of gut punch that only Hobb can do. Where you want it so badly but never expected it and then when it happens it's just too much. Literally, it's too much to handle. Too much for me to even process. It was 2am and I had to set the book down while I cried.
Fitz, sweet Fitz. He's so much a part of me, and my heart beats so in time with his. I know he's not for everyone, but Fitz is my heart and soul. I've never connected to a character like this, and probably few real people like this. But his thoughts mirror mine so often, especially when I'm at my worst, which is where Fitz typically persists.
But Hobb does so much more than just break your heart. She shows you scenes that we were never shown before. Fitz' skills as an assassin have always been hinted at but never shown, until this novel. Hobb handles it in a way that's fascinating in a number of ways. Even in the way it remains understated. The way it's so cold and calculating and efficiently brutal.
But, yes, there is so much to say about this book. So much I want to say. We see so much of old favorites, like Kettricken, Chade, the Fool, and a host of new characters who remind us and Fitz of the boy that he was. And along the way, there's the brokenness of these people. How Fitz has been broken so often that he's largely taped and glued together. And somehow, he faces his most daring and tragic journey yet.
Even thinking about how this next novel is the end of this immense story makes me want to weep. I'm afraid to leave Fitz behind, to have him no longer in my life. And yet, I'm compelled to continue, and even the thought of what awaits me terrifies and thrills me.