Review: The Name of the Wind

The Name of the Wind by Patrick Rothfuss

My rating: 5 of 5 stars


I was skeptical of this book for a few different reasons, but because of a family recommendation, I picked it up. And had trouble putting it down. It is quasi-fantasty, but I feel like fantasy carries the wrong connotations. While we might be right to put Harry Potter and LOTR in "fantasy," they both claim wider readership than the genre would suggest. The same goes for NOTW. It's a long book (the second in the trilogy is longer), but engaging and intricate. I found good story-telling and imagination displayed here. This is a book which both makes me want to write and doubt if I ever could. The conclusion to the story (vol. 3) will likely take a few more years, so prepare yourself for the frustration of waiting for what promises to be the best part; no pressure, Rothfuss.



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What Marriage Would C.S. Lewis Give?

[This is a post I did for another blog, but thought I'd put it here as well, just to keep all of my Lewis in the same sort of place]

Though it's just as unsurprising as hearing someone likes chocolate or sleeping in on Saturdays, I'll still say it: I love C.S. Lewis. When the marriage advice started rolling in after I got engaged, I wondered just what sort he give me. Our conversation may have gone something like this:

Setting: Imagine a wood-trimmed room with large-paned windows letting in a late morning's sun. The armchairs and warm-colored rugs tell of a space often-used and well-loved. A fire smolders in the corner hearth. Mr. Lewis, legs crossed and relaxed in posture, sits cradling a steaming cup while a young man, his bachelorhood now quite in jeopardy, sits across from him. The man's forward tilt divulges his eagerness for the marriage advice he's traveled so far to get. So does the forgotten cup of tea on a nearby table.

Unfortunately for him, he's passing up excellent tea.

Lewis: I think there are four ages about nearly everything. Let's give them names. They are the Unenchanted Age, the Enchanted Age, the Disenchanted Age, and the Re-enchanted Age. I suppose the most obvious application of these stages is love.

We all remember the Unenchanted Age - there was a time when women meant nothing to us. Then we fell in love; that, of course, was the Enchantment. Then, in the early or middle years of marriage there came - well, Disenchantment. All the promises had turned out, in a way, false. No woman could be expected to fulfill them all - the thing was impossible - I don't mean any disrepect either to my own wife or to yours.

Young Man: Does the Enchantment count for anything, then? I mean, if all the promises turn out false in a way, what good do they do us?

Lewis: It certainly counts. Whether there is, or whether there is not, in this world or in any any other, the kind of happiness which one's first experiences of falling in love seemed to promise, still, on my view, it is something to have had the idea of it at all. The promise of the Enchanted Age is that this woman is utterly angelic - all heaven without any earth. Even though this is false, in a way, there is still something deep within this promise which is true.

Young Man: Do you find out what is true in the Fourth Age - in the Re-Enchantment?

Lewis: There comes a time when you look back on that first mirage, perfectly well aware that it was a mirage, and yet, seeing all the things that have come out of it, things the boy and girl could never have dreamed of. You realize that it was telling you truths in the only form you would then have understood.

Romantic Love, having made his gigantic promises and shown you in glimpses what its performance would be like, has 'done his stuff.' He makes the vows; it is we who must keep them. It is we who must labour to bring our daily life into even closer accordance with what the glimpses have revealed. We must do the work of Romance when he is not present. This all lovers know. The glimpses of the Second Age aren't false, just incomplete. The error comes in thinking the part that they show us is the whole of what marriage will be like.

Young Man: But the Second Age seems the most satisfying - can one stay there?

Lewis: It seems that way to those who haven't been Re-enchanted. Many unfortunate efforts have been made to try to remain in the Second Age, but mortal lovers must not try stay there: for lasting rapture is the dream from which we wake in despair. This Romantic Love whose voice seems to speak from the eternal realm is not himself necessarily even permanent. We have all heard of people who are in love again every few years; each time sincerely convinced that 'this time it's the real thing," that their wanderings are over.

What you must remember is that the Second Age comes, but can't stay. The glories which we experience there are supposed by modern thinkers to be the basis for marriage but, all the while, they are really pictures of something God promises as its result. While there inevitably comes some Disillusionment from thinking all of marriage to be Enchantment, the Fourth Age in marriage is its sweetest season. It may be that you may pass in and out of these ages a few times in your life, but to be sure, the deep love - hinted at in the Romantic Stage - is worth waiting for and working for.

Young Man: And what of those times in Disenchantment? This seems to be where motivation is at a minimum.

Lewis: Well, those who are not reflective or articulate will be able to express it only in a few conventional phrases about "taking the rough along with the smooth," not "expecting too much," and having "a little common sense," and the like. And all good Christian lovers know that this programme, modest as it sounds, will not be carried out except by humility, charity, and divine grace; that it is indeed the whole of Christian life seen from one particular angle. One can be thankful and rejoicing in all the stages, but remember that love hits its crescendo when it is mature.

Young Man: This all sounds quite heady and abstract. How do big ideas help me at breakfast or when we're in the midst of an argument?

Lewis: Well, just as 12 inches fit into a foot (in your country), so the small strokes of life fit in the broad. Within a generality you find many particulars thus, these "big ideas" which seem impractical are the context for living each week's groggy Mondays. But if you are looking for a maxim that you could, this very hour, start attempting, here is one:

Sensible lovers laugh and, until they have a baby to laugh at, lovers are always laughing at each other. Marriage is serious, so serious that you cannot risk laughter's absence. Fun and play encourage charity, courage, contentment, and other virtues. Many things can be said about marriage, but this lighthearted word I give you: make sure laughter is often in yours.

Now, what do you say about us having a little more tea, hmm?

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Sources: Many of Lewis' lines are direct quotes from his works. Where I needed to be brief, I added summary or interpretation of longer passages. If you are interested in reading from the sources themselves, they are listed below. All items are available on Amazon.

1. "Eros," The Four Loves.

2. "Talking About Bicycles," Present Concerns.

3. Chapter 11 &18, The Screwtape Letters.

4. (Minor influences on the article) The Pilgrim's Regress and "The Weight of Glory," The Weight of Glory.

Music Websites

Here are a few sites for music and such that I've found and liked.

Free Music:

NoiseTrade: This is an artist publicity website where the artist gives you free music and, in exchange, you know about them. With thousands of artists, it's likely something you'll find will merit your searching. A new feature allows you to enter artists you like to find others who fit the same genre. You can leave a tip if you feel it's merited. There's a free live album of The Civil Wars, some Cary Brothers, Derek Webb, and many, many others. Take a look.

Daytrotter: This is for up and coming indie artists. They do a more acoustic EP set for you to download. You can find some Bon Iver, Iron & Wine, Swell Season, and tons of other good things.

Paste and Spin: These two music magazines are known for free playlists/CDs - that's what you can get from their sites.

Amazon: Believe or not, there are a ton of free sampler CDs and individual tracks here. Make sure you get the SubPop Sampler. There's always a good track or two on it.

That's a good start for free music. Here's a little something else.

Music You Make (for Free)

Below are two unique sites for making your own tunes. You would, at most, get some good clips for looping (unless you continually change the arrangements you've made [you just have to see it]). They're fun, even if you just need a few minutes to take a break.

Tone Matrix

Incredibox

Happy listening.

Random Thoughts from 25-35 Year Olds

You probably saw this list a few years ago and it's probably about the time when you've forgotten it completely and will again find it hilarious. (This is a list which is all over and the below thoughts are not necessarily statements I would stand by. For instance, the item about having a 4 year old son asking about what would happen if I ran over a ninja. I neither have a child nor think a ninja will ever be run over - ever.)

- I wish Google Maps had an “Avoid Ghetto” routing option.

- More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can think about is that I can’t wait for them to finish so that I can tell my own story that’s not only better, but also more directly involves me.

- Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you’re wrong.

- I don’t understand the purpose of the line, “I don’t need to drink to have fun.” Great, no one does. But why start a fire with flint and sticks when they’ve invented the lighter?

- Have you ever been walking down the street and realized that you’re going in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to be going? But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the direction from which you came, you have to first do something like check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you’re crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk.

- That’s enough, Nickelback.

- I totally take back all those times I didn’t want to nap when I was younger.

- The letters T and G are very close to each other on a keyboard. This recently became all too apparent to me and consequently I will never be ending a work email with the phrase “Regards” again.

- Do you remember when you were a kid, playing Nintendo and it wouldn’t work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically fix the problem. Every kid in America did that, but how did we all know how to fix the problem? There was no internet or message boards or FAQ’s. We just figured it out. Today’s kids are soft.

- There is a great need for sarcasm font.

- Sometimes, I’ll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realize I had no idea what the f was going on when I first saw it

- I think everyone has a movie that they love so much, it actually becomes stressful to watch it with other people. I’ll end up wasting 90 minutes shiftily glancing around to confirm that everyone’s laughing at the right parts, then making sure I laugh just a little bit harder (and a millisecond earlier) to prove that I’m still the only one who really, really gets it.

- How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?

- I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.

- I think part of a best friend’s job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.

- The only time I look forward to a red light is when I’m trying to finish a text.

- A recent study has shown that playing beer pong contributes to the spread of mono and the flu. Yeah, if you suck at it.

- Lol has gone from meaning, “laugh out loud” to “I have nothing else to say”.

- I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.

- Answering the same letter three times or more in a row on a Scantron test is absolutely petrifying.

- Whenever someone says “I’m not book smart, but I’m street smart”, all I hear is “I’m not real smart, but I’m imaginary smart”.

- How many times is it appropriate to say “What?” before you just nod and smile because you still didn’t hear what they said?

- Every time I have to spell a word over the phone using ‘as in’ examples, I will undoubtedly draw a blank and sound like a complete idiot. Today I had to spell my boss’s last name to an attorney and said “Yes that’s G as in…(10 second lapse)..ummm…Goonies”

- What would happen if I hired two private investigators to follow each other?

- While driving yesterday I saw a banana peel in the road and instinctively swerved to avoid it…thanks Mario Kart.

- MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.

- Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.

- I find it hard to believe there are actually people who get in the shower first and THEN turn on the water.

- Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.

- I can’t remember the last time I wasn’t at least kind of tired.

- Bad decisions make good stories

- Whenever I’m Facebook stalking someone and I find out that their profile is public I feel like a kid on Christmas morning who just got the Red Ryder BB gun that I always wanted. 546 pictures? Don’t mind if I do!

- Is it just me or do high school girls get sluttier & sluttier every year?

- If Carmen San Diego and Waldo ever got together, their offspring would probably just be completely invisible.

- Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I’m from, this shouldn’t be a problem….

- You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you’ve made up your mind that you just aren’t doing anything productive for the rest of the day.

- Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don’t want to have to restart my collection.

- There’s no worse feeling than that millisecond you’re sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.

- I’m always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.

- “Do not machine wash or tumble dry” means I will never wash this ever.

- I hate being the one with the remote in a room full of people watching TV. There’s so much pressure. ‘I love this show, but will they judge me if I keep it on? I bet everyone is wishing we weren’t watching this. It’s only a matter of time before they all get up and leave the room. Will we still be friends after this?’

- I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Damnit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What’d you do after I didn’t answer? Drop the phone and run away?

- I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.

- When I meet a new girl, I’m terrified of mentioning something she hasn’t already told me but that I have learned from some light internet stalking.

- I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it’s on shuffle, then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes.

- Why is a school zone 20 mph? That seems like the optimal cruising speed for pedophiles…

- As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.

- Sometimes I’ll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.

- It should probably be called Unplanned Parenthood.

- I keep some people’s phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.

- I think that if, years down the road when I’m trying to have a kid, I find out that I’m sterile, most of my disappointment will stem from the fact that I was not aware of my condition in college.

- Even if I knew your social security number, I wouldn’t know what do to with it

- Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey – but I’d bet my ass everyone can find and push the Snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time every time…

- My 4-year old son asked me in the car the other day “Dad what would happen if you ran over a ninja?” How the hell do I respond to that?

- It really pisses me off when I want to read a story on CNN.com and the link takes me to a video instead of text.

- I wonder if cops ever get pissed off at the fact that everyone they drive behind obeys the speed limit.

- I think the freezer deserves a light as well.

- I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with Miller Lites than Kay.

- The other night I ordered takeout, and when I looked in the bag, I saw they had included four sets of plastic silverware. In other words, someone at the restaurant packed my order, took a second to think about it, and then estimate d that there must be at least four people eating to require such a large amount of food. Too bad I was eating by myself. There’s nothing like being made to feel like a fat bastard before dinner.

The First of Many: A Devotional

Here is a post from another blog I wrote in last year. Mostly I posted devotions there and I want to streamline what I have - keeping some and scrapping the rest. Here is the first of many of such posts. A special thanks to my friend, Sunny, for reminding me there might be worthwhile stuff on the other page - I hope you find this to be just that.

This post requires some writing. Stop and get out some paper and a pen. You're also going to need your Bible.

OK, first, write out a definition of hope.

Now a definition of character.

Now, I know what you may be thinking, "I can just read through this first, I don't really want to write anything down. Maybe I'll come back and write later." Stop that. You'll need these in a later part. You know those card tricks which start with, "Choose a card, any card?" How often do those work when you refuse to do something in the beginning? Never. This is like that, minus the slight of hand. So, either write or stop reading. It's up to you.

Now read Romans 5:1-5, looking especially at 3-5. In fact, read vv. 3-5 three to five times. I'll wait...

OK, now, think about the relationship Paul is declaring:

1. When you suffer it is actually generating something in you rather than just destroying (which is what it feels like [cf. John 15:1-9]). It is producing a quality which gives you longevity under duress; endurance.

2. Next, not only does suffering produce endurance, but that even is working on your behalf. It not only makes you last longer when you're in the fire, but it makes YOU into a different quality of person. Endurability means that the type of person you are has been upgraded and is now worth more. Character is to a person what the 4 Cs (carat, cut, color, clarity) is to a diamond - the better the character, the rarer and more valuable the person. Suffering, in the long run, makes you a person of higher quality.

3. And then he keeps going and this is where your definitions come into play. In your definition of 'character,' was there anything in it which generated hope? Would your explanation of it make one think, "Hope comes from that?" Paul's definition does. He seems to be saying (if my reasoning is correct) that the higher the quality of you as a person, the more you will hope. Now, why do you think he would say that? This is a question the text leaves you to work out and one which I want you to try to answer now. Scripture sometimes connects the dots for us and other times leaves the inferences for us to make.

This is where I'll leave it for you: articulate in writing (or conversation to someone this morning) as to why character produces hope.

The Head & The Heart

The Head and The Heart

I've recently (last few months) been listening to The Head & The Heart (after Drew Norris had found them and loved them long time, of course). I just can't get enough. I got to see them play a little venue in Knoxville (the Bijou) with Drew and my love just increased all the more. I hope you enjoy them just as much.

Here's a shot of the Bijou:

Too Picky

Perhaps you have a friend you think is 'too picky' when it comes to who they'll date. You may be thinking of that person right now, but quit pointing fingers at them. Back to me.

While you may rightly label this person 'too picky,' you're putting them in a tight spot, without a commendable option. Consider the following:

1. They stay where they are: This is a problem because 'too' applied to any adjective means 'too much.' "There's too much pickiness about the way you go about selecting women, Tom," is what we mean when we tell him he's 'too picky.' What we mean is that his standards are unrealistic, impossible, and unfair to any gal he meets and that, in good moral standing, he should change them.

Very well, let's say he does. Now he's in option #2.

2. He decides to be 'not as picky.' Well, immediately you see the dilemma. Now it seems that our boy Tom might be described as 'not picky' - almost that he is looking for just anyone.

"Female?"
Check.

"Single?"
Check.

"Wants to be with me?"
Check.

"Approved."

Tom's description of how he ended up with Miss Right Now becomes most unflattering, "Well, you see, most of my boys at the five 'n dime pointed out that my standards were way too high. I took note, decided to stop being 'too picky' and, wouldn't you know it, here I am a man who's spoken for."

The real problem, as you probably see, is the label 'too picky.' It's too vague. Perhaps Tom has ended up with an angel and he was just being too picky about hair color or favorite sports teams. He wasn't 'too picky' about everything, just some things and we think his standards on those things to be too high - maybe he could reconsider them.

So, when we hear that someone is 'too picky' about who they will date, perhaps the right question to ask next is, "Too picky about what?"