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My Sweet…

I talk about a lot of things here on the blog. I answer fanmail. I tell stories. I ramble and pontificate.

But it’s on days like this, days that center around kisses and chocolate, that I realize I’ve never really gone out of my way to mention a very special woman in my life.

Those of you who read this blog fairly regularly might find it strange that someone as screwed up as me is currently in a loving, long-term relationship. The truth is, I’m a little surprised myself. I’m not an easy man to live with. I can be moody, anti-social, and irritating. Truth is, anyone who could put up with me for all these years must be some sort of saint.

Well she is a saint. She’s has stuck by me when no one else would. She’s given me love and comfort when I needed it most. Some folks say she’s too nice to be going out with me. Some say she’s too young. But they’re wrong; we’re perfect together.

I am, of course, talking about Little Debbie.

Debbie, I’d like to thank you for all you’ve done for me. We’ve had our bad times, and I know I haven’t always been faithful. But in the end I’ve always come back to you. That fling I had with the foreign girl was a mistake. It was just one of those whirlwind romances, it was exciting, and hot, and wet. But afterwards I felt empty inside, we didn’t even speak the same language. Honestly, I don’t know what I was thinking. No Swiss Miss could never be as sweet as you.

You stuck by me during those experimental couple of months when I sowed some wild oats with that Quaker guy. It was just a phase, really, and I was just curious. And later on… that brazier thing…. Well, I just wanted to try it on for size. I know that was hard for you when you found out I’d been sneaking out to the Dairy Queen three or four times a week to meet up with Buster and the rest. Oh sure, they treated me right, but none of them treated me as good as you.

I’ve made mistakes along the way. There was the time when I tried to spice up our relationship a little by bringing that Crocker woman in. She seemed so mature, so worldly. I fell for her sweet talk of alternative lifestyles and polyamory. What a fiasco. You were right all along, she made things more complicated than they needed to be. I wish I’d never laid eyes on that braisin’ hussy.

But we’re together now, and that’s what matters. Who would have thought when we met long ago, (Do you remember? That nutty bar down in Madison?) that it would have lasted this long….

Yours forever,


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Did I mention that I love librarians?

A while back, some helpful little elf sent me an e-mail telling me I’d made it onto a reading list. I took a quick peek at the link, thought “that’s cool,” then bookmarked it and wandered away to do other things. (I think it was a particularly heavy e-mail day.)

But today I went back and looked at it, and realized that it wasn’t just some list. In a lot of ways, it’s THE list. That’s right. It’s superlative.

The list is put out by “The Reading List Council” which “seeks to highlight outstanding genre fiction that merits special attention by general adult readers and the librarians who work with them.”

From what I hear, the Reading List Council is an elite branch of the American Library Association. In order to join their selection committee you have to be able to kill a man with paperback copy of Animal Farm book while wearing a blindfold, bend a spoon using only the power of your mind, then deal with ten obnoxious library patrons in a row while smiling and being polite the whole time.

Yeah. Like I said. These folks are badass. I hear Rupert Giles washed out with them and had to settle for joining some other council instead.

Anyway, it turns out that there’s just one reading list every year, and only one book from each genre gets selected. Stuff like Historical Fiction, Horror, Mystery, and, of course, Fantasy.

And I’m their fantasy pick for 2008. You can see the list HERE.

I thought this was plenty cool all by itself, until I scrolled down the page and saw some of the other fantasy titles that had been nominated. I recognized every name on the list: Jim Butcher,
Jacqueline Carey, Guy Gavriel Kay, Terry Pratchett. Rowling. Tolkien.

That’s right. Folks like Rowling and Tolkien tied for second place.

And who’s number one?

Me, baby.


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My Readers Are the Best Readers Ever….

… and I will engage in manly fisticuffs with anyone who says otherwise.

When I posted up last Thursday’s blog, I was nervous about what sort of reaction there would be. While news of the book’s delay was hardly secret, I was still worried that people would be pissed.

Anyway, whatever my best hopes were, y’all exceeded them. After reading your kind comments and messages, I’m filled with warm, tingly feelings that I usually reserve for fluffy kittens and Alyson Hannigan.

If you haven’t already, I recommend taking a peek at the comments. A lot of them cracked me up, especially the ones making a case for a Pat Rothfuss action figure.

My love for you is such that were I able, I would give all of you backrubs and cake, no lie.

However, as that is problematical, I will settle for writing you the best goddamn book possible. Seriously. It’s going to be so good the ALA will have to put a label on it warning people of the dangerous levels of awesome contained therin. It’s going to be so good that you will read it and then die.

Well… I might want to scale it back a little from that. But still, when it comes out it would probably be safest to read it with one eye closed, just to be safe.

That’s all for now, but make sure to stop back tomorrow for more news…. In fact, you might want to stay tuned for the rest of the week, I’ll be making more posts than as is my usual.
I’ve got a lot of other announcements to catch up on (happy ones this time) and stories to tell from the convention I just got back from.

Later all,


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