One who’s been a fan since the early days of his Discworld series: after picking up a copy of The Colour of Magic, back in the 1980s.
Well …
I finally finished his last book, The Shepherd’s Crown: quite quietly, in bed, last night.
And … ? Frankly, I think that’s possibly some of the saddest words I could write: “… finished his last book.”
It’s kind of hard to explain. But I’ve taken a deep joy in the worlds Sir Terry created.
The saddest part of book … ? Was coming to the end of it, with the realisation that there will be no more of them.
No more Tiffany. No more witches. No more Feegles. The road to Ankh-Morpork is closed.
Yes, there’s STILL a lot of Discworld novels out there.
But nothing new.
Between you and me … ? And this will sound odd, I know.
But between you and me, I gently whispered “Thank you, Terry” to my copy of The Shepherd’s Crown, last night*.
It was the only way I had of thanking the man for all the delight he’s given me.
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