Last night, apparently (I didn’t see it), Sir Terry Pratchett and some other people were talking about ending their lives as a result of an assortment of nasty, and chronic, illnesses.
Almost unbelievably, Pratchett was roundly abused on Twitter, and accused of cowardice by people best described as fuckwits (here’s a thought – it would be interesting to see how you buggers would deal with Alzheimer’s, see how brave you are).
Personally, I think Continue reading
For openers, this article is a pleasant change from the Guardian’s “death of books imminent” hysteria/paranoia. (A shortened version of this post appears in the Comments there.)
Since I bought my Kindle in the first tranche of releases last year, I’ve probably bought more print books, not fewer – quite the opposite of what I expected or wanted (I’m running out of book space).
Partly this is in rebellion against some of the Continue reading
It’s World Book Day on Thursday – O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!
From which you might gather that I spent an intriguing few hours downloading books yesterday, including several by Lewis Carroll (well, you might not, but you do now!). I also downloaded much of the output of L. Frank Baum.
The Oz books strongly influenced Stephen King’s Dark Tower series, though he got ruby slippers from the film – silver shoes in the Wizard of Oz book. Personally, I find them a little Continue reading