my school wasn’t really in art and let us concentrate on languages an science. in recent years i couldn’t see a blank sheet or a pencil. I ask my question here, because i don’t know where might be a better place to post them (and i don’t want to bother pat with such annoying questions.) Have anybody else an idea to solve my problem? So, i might take the risk and buy this one if they are same-looking underneath :D
I am not sure if we have the last cover version in hardcover here in germany, because amazon shows just the cover of fabio. Is the look/size different from the other versions? How does the us book look without the dust jacket? You all are (with high possibility) owners of the us book and so i wanted to ask some question here: As i was searching for the us cover i was confused by all the cover versions and i found the french one (le nom du vent), too, which just let me think: damn! i can’t speak french. the uk cover impressed me, but i wanted to read pat’s own words and not an BE translation^^. i bought the book in german, but i don’t like the translation. i think, the best are from germany and france. Hm, maybe the first one was the best of all three variations. i might think else about them if i didn’t see the german one first ^^° they’re not that bad :P WV: pachelbed – a type of bed, commonly found during the Baroque period, distinguished by a repeating bass-board and surmounted by a variated tri-post, or, triad My French colleagues love to joke, “In France, the customer is king…but you know what we French do to kings.” (At this point, you have to imagine a frenchman drawing a single finger across his neck.) Thus, the king killer chronicles should pique some interest. Too bad we don’t have a more congenial format in which to discuss it…Īnyway, just a comment on the French version, Pat: I think it will sell well. He’s definitely aware of his space, but not in the manner that the artwork would suggest…I’m struggling to put my finger on it here…probably cause I’m pounding this out in a hurry whilst simultaneously (pretending to be) working… There’s no middle ground, but there’s also no real intentionality in it. Yet, by the sheer force of his ingenuity, over-confidence and, yes, skill, he carves out a space around himself that provokes either awe or enmity.
He doesn’t “overlook his city like watchful god, waiting to descend in glory.” Rather, he straggles in amongst the press of humanity, indistinguishable except for his ridiculously red hair.
That is, it doesn’t seem to capture the true nature of Kvothe. I may be the only one here, but I have to confess that I find the artwork to be just a little over-dramatic.
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