by Patrick Rothfuss
Warning: Moment below contains swearing.
Well, this book was just a bit unsatisfying. I was left feeling that there would need to be at least twelve books in order to try to come to grasps with the enormity of stuff that is Kvothe's life. If we have to wait a decade for each book to come out we might as well write this off. I will be dead before it ever finishes. Another part that left me dissatisfied was the sheer immensity of pages that covered sex. I just felt like we were really going off tangent to the important parts of the story. A huge chunk of this book I skipped or skimmed. This was a let down. Aside, from these two things it wasn't such a bad book. There were some very awesome discussions between Kvothe and various people that were incredible. I loved how they would describe and explain certain things. I felt a better understanding for certain things in life after having read these parts. My favorite parts of this book had more to do with Kvothe's sense of humor. The whole thing about him losing his moral inhibitions was funny.
So, read this at your own discretion. There are lots of tangents and moments of drag. I for one won't be jumping to read the next book, which is sad because I rather like Kvothe.