He's not dead. He just left early to avoid the rush. · 1:20am Mar 13th, 2015
It's not often that the death of a well known figure affects me. When Leonard Nimoy died I merely said, "that's too bad" even though I was a massive Trekkie in my youth. When Robin Williams died I said, "what a shame" even though I thought his early stand up days were some of the funniest things I had ever seen. But this is possibly the first time I've felt actual sadness at the passing of a great author. As some of you may know, Sir Terry Pratchett died earlier today at the ripe old age of 66.
I wouldn't be lying if I didn't say that I loved his work. He was, without a doubt, one of the funniest and wittiest authors I've ever had the pleasure of reading. I've read every single one of the books in the Discworld series, own the movies and could probably quote a lot of the lines verbatim. With the possible exception of Douglas Adams, no other author has moved me and brought me back time and time again as Sir Pterry did.
When asked how it would be he'd like to die he said, "'sitting in a chair in my own garden with a glass of brandy in my hand". Well, it's winter time right now but in his honour, I am having a glass of most excellent cognac. The very last of my Hennessy XO in fact. Goes down smooth and warms me up a bit so maybe sitting in the garden right now wouldn't be so terrible.
Well, I'm off to grab my copy of "Mort". I figure it's fitting and as it is my favourite of his books, very comforting.
The world is truly a darker and less funny place than it was yesterday. He will be missed.
