September 1st, 2012


The Name of the Dark. (67)

The Wise Man's Fear by Patrick Rothfuss.

Rings of bone & wood,
& rings for Names, like Midnight,
but thumbs cut clean off.

I finished The Name of the Wind & immediately picked up the sequel; let that be the ultimate testament to its quality. That said, I liked The Wise Man's Fear about twice as much. I spent many an evening curled up with it, just burning through the pages like Will Navidson reading the book House of Leaves & using each page as a candle to read the next. The book isn't perfect-- the shifts from one setting to another are abrupt, too abrupt to be clever-- but that doesn't wreck it for me. Just because you can see how the artist made the work doesn't mean the whole isn't greater than the sum of its parts. For me, I get a special thrill out of the edges & corners; the kennings & skalding for instance, or the fairy sex goddess' distinctions between grammarie & glamour, the orientation of Faerie as Day to Night, & Dark & Light...or Summer & Winter, or Grimward & Grinning...that sort of thing. I couldn't help but think of The Legend of Korra when Kvothe lived among the Adem learning...Jewish Ninja skills, or whatever. Be the Leaf, Kvothe! The Cthaeh is...basically, what and Ent Cthulhu? Radical. I will say that it took me entirely too long to figure out the connection between Kvothe & Lady Lackless, but I'm now convinced that the Lockless Box is what is in the thrice-locked chest. More than that, I also theorize that this whole frame sequence of Kvothe talking to Chronicler is a honeytrap for the Chandrian. Yes, I do think that Kvothe's Alar has been broken-- the "Ramston steel" line has been repeated too many times for it to not be central to things-- & yes, I do think that "Kote" means "disaster." Theories! The third Kingkiller Chronicle ought to come out next year, yes? With any luck. I will devour it.

Magic Man.

That's Jocelyn, Brian, Kat, Terra & Matt on Thursday, when we had a big Cooking Experiment. No Jenny, alas, but at least her schedule has gone from her coming home after midnight to her coming home after nine. Little things, & not really enough, but something, & at this point I'll take it. We started watching Bunheads but I still don't care-- just like, "where is Lorelai?" I don't really know what I do with my time. Or well, I do; I read those Rothfuss books like a chainsaw. I went to the gym; I've been okay about getting back on the schedule after a couple of weeks of technically being on the schedule but not really trying very hard. Terra's husband is in China, so we've been hanging out to keep her distracted from that; more Adventure Time, & like I said, when Marceline is there, it is good. No Television Night-- Jenny had work, & fordmadoxfraud had rush, so it was called off. A whole lot of nothing, but I'm okay with that. The Family Dinner on Thursday was fun; Matt has a trick where he melts blue cheese & panko crumbs on top of steak, so...yes. Now it is the weekend, & my chance to hang out with Jenny! We watched the 70's Leverage episode where they...catch D.B. Cooper? That is a funny show. Jenny is fussy, but I didn't notice till just now; we'll wait till we drink our coffee & then set out in search of adventure. Maybe we'll see that new Batman movie. First brunch...& I think brunch drinks.