I loved the Discworld books.
But not anymore.
I love the Discworld books, and no way I’m letting the author’s tragic decision ruin them for me.
Freegards
I *liked* the ones I’ve read. But I know there’s a huge
readership and the example, assuming the worst comes to
pass, is painful to contemplate.
Why not anymore?
Not a word has changed within a single book. One of the most valuable lessons I learned from my parents is that artists create works that stand on their own merit despite any personal foibles the artist may have. Hemingway was brilliant, suicide or no suicide. Van Gogh's paintings have endured the test of time, suicide or no suicide. Likewise, if Terry does kill himself, his books will stand testament to the creative man that put pen to paper, not the fearful man who ended his own life.