Okay, maybe it’s me, but this last year seems to have hit a lot of well-known writers in the health department, if not ending their illustrious careers outright, such as with Robert Jordan.
Now Terry Pratchett, one of my top favorite authors of all time (yes, of all time. If you haven’t read his Discworld books, you can’t comprehend the hilarity of this man) apparently had a stroke recently. Thing is, he didn’t even realize he’d had one. His typing dexterity was affected, but little else, and only after having an MRI scan did the doctors figure out what his problem was.
Yeesh. First off, it’s scary that these mini-strokes can hit without one even realizing it. Second, can we keep the body count down for the rest of the year, please? I’m depressed even by the thought of looking back and making a list of everyone we’ve lost.
Anyways, I heartily recommend checking out any of Pratchett’s work. His most recent title, Making Money, just came out, and while I haven’t had the chance to pick it up yet, it’ll get to my bookshelf eventually.
Stay alive, Mr. Pratchett.
I see that smile.
Eek! I’ve been reading Terry Pratchett since I was a teenager. Indeed; stay in good health, Mr. Pratchett.
Oh, I hope he recovers. So you can keep smiling. ; )
Mir
RE: getting the book to your shelves: Christmas is coming . . .