I know I said I was going to dive right into those Sherlock Holmes stories, but it's been a slow start. I currently only have them available online, and reading off my computer screen isn't much fun. Still, I'm about five or six chapters through "A Study in Scarlet" now. I'm really, really enjoying it. The writing is very light and engaging--I don't find it ponderous at all, as I sometimes do with older stories--and I love the dialogue between the characters. If I had this in actual book form, I'd have ripped my way through a number of the stories by now.
But the thing that I've really been into the past few days, and which I just finished, is I Shall Wear Midnight. It's the fourth (and, I'm guessing, final) book in the Tiffany Aching sub-series of Discworld books. Every one of the books in that sub-series has moved and delighted and amazed me, and this one was no exception. It's new enough that I'm not going to go into detail about anything about it here, so people can have a chance to read it, but like the others, it really hit home for me in some ways. Goosebumps happened. Eyes got slightly teary. I think I even said, "oh, WOW" out loud while reading it on the bus. Pratchett may be no witch, but he gets it in ways that most people don't. Also, he can write it. Reading his stories, I am amazed by the way in which he describes Mysteries that have moved me profoundly in my life. When someone can do that, even if you don't know them, you have to love them a little, and be grateful to them.
But the thing that I've really been into the past few days, and which I just finished, is I Shall Wear Midnight. It's the fourth (and, I'm guessing, final) book in the Tiffany Aching sub-series of Discworld books. Every one of the books in that sub-series has moved and delighted and amazed me, and this one was no exception. It's new enough that I'm not going to go into detail about anything about it here, so people can have a chance to read it, but like the others, it really hit home for me in some ways. Goosebumps happened. Eyes got slightly teary. I think I even said, "oh, WOW" out loud while reading it on the bus. Pratchett may be no witch, but he gets it in ways that most people don't. Also, he can write it. Reading his stories, I am amazed by the way in which he describes Mysteries that have moved me profoundly in my life. When someone can do that, even if you don't know them, you have to love them a little, and be grateful to them.
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Date: 2010-10-07 04:08 am (UTC)Which is why his impending Alzheimer's decline makes me extra uber sad. I mean, it would be bad enough in any author I loved (or really, anyone; Alzheimer's sucks). But the thought that HE will be removed from us untimely makes me weep, not only for him, but for all the stories that will never be born.
But hey, he's not dead yet! And there's more fabulousness to come. I luvs me some Tiffany Aching. And some Esme Weatherwax, and some Gytha Ogg, and even some Magrat Garlick and Agnes Nitt. >:-)
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