Everyone knew what he was thinking. Certainly there were demons in the world. But they were like Tehluโs angels. They were like heroes and kings. They belonged in stories. They belonged out there. Taborlin the Great called up fire and lightning to destroy demons. Tehlu broke them in his hands and sent them howling into the nameless void. Your childhood friend didnโt stomp one to death on the road to Baedn-Bryt. It was ridiculous.
Patrick RothfussIt's like the query letter problem that I just mentioned, magnified a hundredfold. You might be good at telling a story, but that doesn't mean you know anything about marketing. Or layout. Or editing. Or publicity. Or selling your books for foreign markets.Everyone can point to a few examples of people that have done very well for themselves self-publishing. But honestly, those folks are lucky as lottery winners.
Patrick RothfussThe truth is that the world is full of dragons, and none of us are as powerful or cool as weโd like to be. And that sucks. But when youโre confronted with that fact, you can either crawl into a hole and quit, or you can get out there, take off your shoes, and Bilbo it up.
Patrick RothfussHe hesitated, then lifted his head and sniffed. โHave you been drinking?โ The question was more curious than accusatory. โNo,โ Bast said. The innkeeper raised an eyebrow. โIโve been tasting,โ Bast said, emphasizing the word. โTasting comes before drinking.
Patrick RothfussI have stolen princesses back from sleeping barrow kings. I burned down the town of Trebon. I have spent the night with Felurian and left with both my sanity and my life. I was expelled from the University at a younger age than most people are allowed in. I tread paths by moonlight that others fear to speak of during day. I have talked to gods, loved women, and written songs that make the minstrels weep. You may have heard of me.
Patrick Rothfuss