It is with great sadness to see one of Britain’s finest authors pass away this week. I think we have truly lost an exceptional wordsmith who created a world and characters that so many of us loved.
I remember picking up my first Discworld book when I was eleven or twelve, most of the jokes I didn’t appreciate till much older but I fell in love with Rincewind, Granny Weatherwax and Death who SPOKE LIKE THIS. Terry Pratchett’s books captured my imagination and they are ones that I am still re-reading now.
It was also through these books that my husband and I connected the most when we first met. Finding out someone else who enjoys Discworld is always a joy and you get to share jokes and witty lines with each other. We still do that now.
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The thing I love about Pratchett is that he managed to combine in his fantasy novels an amazing parallel to our world, sharing with us his philosophy and thoughts on all things life has to throw at us. We saw his insights into the meaning of life, love, death and religion all wrapped up in good storytelling.
Terry Pratchett told a brilliant story and he will be greatly missed.
I read this on Twitter from his daughter Rhianna Pratchett and I think it’s a fitting ending:
Death: AT LAST, SIR TERRY, WE MUST WALK TOGETHER.
Terry took Death’s arm and followed him through the doors and on to the black desert under the endless night.