It’s rare I come across a book that I wish to read again. To me there are two different types of re-reading a book. One the type where you’ll read a book again at some later date, which goes without saying, especially when it’s a favourite book. It’s a common practice to read a favourite book more then once but it’s usually with other books being read in between. In this case I mean the second type; reading a book, finishing it only to want to read it again the second time straight afterwards. No picking up another novel and having a break from it or waiting for a period of time before revisiting that book again. That is the rarity for me and that’s the urge I have with The Name Of The Wind.
There’s more then one reason for that. First of all is the usual absorption with a story and not wanting to leave it’s world behind for any amount of time. You’ve fallen in love with the characters, the plot, the world if it’s a fantasy or alternate universe, the sayings, the unique names of places and people etc. Secondly for how the story is written, it’s style can lull you, it can whisk you away with it’s depth of detail and cleverness with words.
I find that the case with this book, it’s both reasons I wish to re-read it again, especially seeing as I’ve been so absorbed with it for several days running now and barely pulled my head out from between it’s covers to pay attention to the world around me.
It has a lovely attention to detail, a style I find refreshing and all in all it’s a very well written first novel.