The follow-up to Patrick Rothfuss’ excellent novel The Name of the Wind is a hefty book, weighing in at just over 1,000 pages. I’m listening to the audio book, which clocks in at 42 hours and 55 minutes. It’s long enough that I spent most of the summer listening to it, typically on my morning walks around the neighborhood.
It’s a decent book, but not as much fun as the first book in the series. It begins with Kvothe once again at the University learning about magic, but it soon becomes obvious that he needs to take a semester off after rivalries with another student become too heated. I fear that Rothfuss, like George R.R. Martin and Robert Jordan before him, is delving too deeply into world-building, and not focusing enough on moving the larger plot forward.