Kchama posted:

Trying to keep track of talents is a fool's errand, as their worth is is "2 talents will pay for literally anything needed for the plot".

Scholtz posted:

Adapt it into a TV show and have it follow the books pretty closely until he gets to The University, then start sprinkling in scenes were Kvothe isn't present, or not the focus, and slowly reveal that he's pretty loathed/barely tolerated

Evil Fluffy posted:

Just keep the focus on him because it'll still show how much of an insufferable little poo poo he is while he's being oblivious to it, though you'd have to call it out because a lot of the audience won't get it otherwise. Like in his initial interactions with Ambrose he was mostly if not entirely in the wrong and Ambrose had every reason to give zero fucks about what some random kid he's never met before says, let alone the demands being made by said child. Like when you're being worse than a lazy Haughty Young Noble stereotype*, you're pretty bad. Not as bad as the writer who doesn't even realize they keep making their cool awesome protagonist come across as the most entitled little rear end in a top hat possible.


* excluding that Kvothe's mom is a runaway noble and that the Ruh were basically the equivalent of nobles among traveling communities themselves.

MartingaleJack posted:

Ai patrick rothfuss posted:

It was a strange sensation, like a lightning bolt had struck me and set my heart ablaze. I had always yearned to attend the Arcaenium, the most prestigious academy of arcane arts in the realm. But my family was poor, and the cost of tuition was more than we could bear.

Yet hope remained, a small ember burning deep within my soul. And so I set out to discover a way to achieve the impossible, to find a path that would lead me to the knowledge and power I so desperately craved.

That was when I heard the whispers of a fabled institution, one that offered a chance to all who dared to dream, regardless of their station in life. Hogwarts, they called it. A place where magic flowed like a river and the impossible was made possible. And so I set my sights on this elusive school, determined to seize the opportunity that lay before me.

But my journey was not an easy one. Every step was a challenge, every obstacle a test of my resolve. I scrounged for every last knut, begged for every morsel of food, and worked tirelessly to earn enough coin to pay for my passage. And still, the path ahead was uncertain and fraught with danger.

For in my world, wealth was the key to power, to knowledge, to everything. The rich had access to the best tutors, the most powerful spells, and the finest ingredients for their potions. But for the poor, like me, magic was a precious and elusive commodity, one that we had to work tirelessly to acquire.

And so I boarded the Hogwarts Express with nothing but my wits and my wand, ready to face whatever trials lay ahead. The road would be long, and the challenges many, but I was determined to succeed, no matter the cost. For I knew that the path to greatness was never an easy one, but one that required grit, determination, and the unyielding spirit of a true wizard

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Master Prose Artist P. Rothfuss posted:

While at first it seems that Bast must be master of this tiny domain, but while he cares nothing for the laws of man, there are older, deeper laws that bind him.

Hughmoris posted:

Patty Roth hasn't blogged in a year, nor tweeted the past few months. Maybe he is pounding out pages for The Doors of Stone?

Doctor Faustine posted:

He’s announced the new book!

MartingaleJack posted:

Atlas Hugged posted:

I don't think it's necessarily grammatically incorrect but boy is it clunky as gently caress.

Patry Kvothefuss, Poetical Prosesmith posted:

And for all his cleverness, Bast finds himself trapped in ways he has never experienced before, and make hard choices and help an enemy.

Patrick Rothfuss posted:

When I was first published. I thought communicating with folks online would be easy. I post an update, everyone reads it. Easy peasy. Right?

It only took a couple years to realize it doesn’t work that way. I can spend 10 hours writing a blog about how my Dad’s in hospice, explaining how the whole thing’s upheaved my life, been hard on my boys, and utterly destroyed any semblance of normalcy in my world…. Then later that day still get half a dozen people pinging me on different platforms asking me why it’s been years since my last book was out.

Lottery of Babylon posted:

The very next sentence's grammar is all hosed up too:

There are basic subject-verb agreement errors here, but the sentence seems borked even beyond that, like half of it was hastily rewritten and the other half never got the memo.

Chicken Butt posted:

but on the other hand … what the gently caress does he do all day??

Chicken Butt posted:

On the one hand, I am extremely glad that we are not actually being subjected to what would undoubtedly be an extremely painful-to-read and infuriatingly overly-successful third volume of the Khronicles, but on the other hand … what the gently caress does he do all day?? A decade of being completely unproductive would drive me to suicidal despair, and I’m not even an “artist“. I thought it was a universal thing that human beings need to be active, or their mental and physical health collapse.

Evil Fluffy posted:

It's unfortunate he still hasn't been, and likely never will be, prosecuted for charitable fraud.