In Praise of Pat Rothfuss

So wayback in grade school I got hooked on D&D, and started reading just about every single TSR produced book out there; especially the Dragonlance, Forgotten Realms, and Ravenloft series. For most of highschool I read nothing but TSR fantasy and D&D rulebooks. And while I did branch out a little and read some Robert Heinlein and David Eddings, I stayed pretty true to the D&D offerings.

Then I started up college, and around started reading literary stuff. And with that came a sense of academic snobbery--the notion that the genre fantasy that I loved was somehow not good enough, and that I needed to aspire to higher things. Of course I was too young in my English career to feel that I had the authority to challenge the status quo, so I found new loves: postmodernism, experimentation, etc ad nauseum.

And my fiction, too, shifted away from fantasy into experimentation and postmodern screwity. But always in the back of my head, I've wanted to get back to the ole roots, and write up some worthy fantasy.

Back in November, I started just that with my NaNoWriMo project. And as soon as the semester's over with, I plan on setting up a regular writing schedule of no less than two nights a week to Sally Forth on said worthy fantasy project.

So how does all of this tie into Patrick Rothfuss? I'll tell you.

Rothfuss author of The Name of the Wind, is the kind of author that we all sort of envy. He had the testicular fortitude to draft up a giant novel over a period of (I think) seven years or so, and then publish it. And by Giant, we're talking rivaling Dostoyevsky. But in a good way (and not to bash Dostoyevsky, I love him, but today's kids...not so sure about that). Anyway, Rothfuss writes and eventually publishes this massive book. It's meaty, it's tasty, it has character development, and goddamnit the language isn't garbage. So, in short, it's fantasy, but fails to fall into any of the genre-pitfall traps that snooty folks poo-poo at when they condescend to genre writers.

Rothfuss not only has an ear for the natural flow of language, but because the story is told largely via dictation, his word choice necessitates such careful selection. And not only that, but he handles for a lot of the common type plot holes you'd see. The most obvious being, how can anyone dictate dialogue from years ago, or how can anyone conceivably keep up with the dictation. All of this is handled in the book in a natural, "Oh yeah that makes sense" kind of way. And that's how the whole book is largely. It's a rampage that somehow manages to take its time but also build incredible strong tension.

I read this book aloud to my wife in our nightly reading. Usually we read about a chapter's worth, but there were days where we'd read 50-70 pages in a drop without stopping. While that may not sound like much, keep in mind that reading aloud nets you, maybe 5 pages in 10 minutes.

And so dovetailing in with all of this is the fact that I received this copy from my best friend as a gift with him saying, "When I read this, it reminded me of how your fiction would look if you wrote fantasy."

I can say I'm deeply humbled by such a compliment, and also, driven to live up to it.

So long of the short, Pat, thanks for rocking out a fan-damn-tastic book. Thanks for paving a new road into the world of fantasy literature.