Brent Weeks
Born on March 7, 1977, in Whitefish, Montana, Brent Weeks entered the world in a small town that would remain part of his biographical record as an American novelist and writer working in the adventure fiction genre.
Weeks attended Whitefish High School and later went on to study at Hillsdale College. Those two educational stops — one local, one at a college outside Montana — mark the known outline of his path before he established himself as a novelist and writer. He works in English and holds United States citizenship.
His genre of choice is adventure fiction, and his occupation is listed as both novelist and writer. Beyond the basic facts of his birthplace, schooling, and professional identity, the record is spare — but it traces a clear line from a Montana upbringing through formal education to a career producing fiction in English.
The Library of Congress catalogs his work under the authorized label "Weeks, Brent," a concrete marker of his standing as a published American writer. That bibliographic entry reflects the straightforward reality of a novelist whose output has earned a formal place in the institutional record.
Quotes by Brent Weeks
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Denying reality only works as long as enough powerful people see a benefit in playing along.
The master who fears the choices his people will make enough to take those choices away isn’t worth serving.
Kip had tasted honey that few in the history of the world had tasted: he’d had meaningful work, and friendship with titans; a great marriage to a strong, good, beautiful woman; and a father who’d been willing to die for him.
I’m like the dog with a bone who crossed a low bridge in the fable. I see another dog passing beneath me carrying a bone, and I snap to take his bone – and drop my own into the water, into my reflection.
Magic requires will, but words shape will, turn it, direct it, reflect it from one target to another.