My fingers hurt, but I played anyway. I played until my fingers bled on the strings. I played until the sun shone through the trees. I played until my arms ached. I played, trying not to remember, until I fell asleep.
…And, lastly, to Mr. Bohage, my high school history teacher. In 1989 I told him I’d mention him in my first novel. I keep my promises.
Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind Acknowledgments
Before I ever read the book, I read this. I found it really cool and I knew automatically I was in for something amazing. I wonder if Mr. Bohage ever saw this.
I headed back to the University with money in my purse and the comforting weight of the lute strap hanging from my shoulder. It was secondhand, ugly, and had cost me dearly in money, blood, and peace of mind. I loved it like a child, like breathing, like my own right hand.
Anonymous asked: the only reason I'm happy that Patrick Rothfuss doesn't have a tumblr, is because the third book would probably never come out if he had
This is extremely true. Tumblr is too addicting. Although, not as addicting as reading his books. I only wish he would talk more about his writing. A little update to let us know how Book 3 is coming.
shooting-starfruit asked: Hi, are you the real Patrick Rothfuss?
Oh, heaven’s no. Cause if I were, I would dedicate 100% of my time to Book 3 and 0% of it to Tumblr. Hahaha!
