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Tales from this remote universe arrive regularly via [[Inspiration Particles|inspiration particles]] intercepting the particularly receptive and talented brain of [[Terry Pratchett|Sir Terry Pratchett, OBE]]. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to sort, file and illuminate the elements of these chronicles in this little corner of the vast library of [[L-space]]. Just don't forget your ball of string. | Tales from this remote universe arrive regularly via [[Inspiration Particles|inspiration particles]] intercepting the particularly receptive and talented brain of [[Terry Pratchett|Sir Terry Pratchett, OBE]]. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to sort, file and illuminate the elements of these chronicles in this little corner of the vast library of [[L-space]]. Just don't forget your ball of string. | ||
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'''H'''aving been put off by my father's drinking himself to death early in life, I've embraced the idea later in mine. One problem is that my father had very little capacity and could proceed through most of the stages of drunkenness on three drinks. This was in the day when those three were not so heavily taxed. Now, my capacity is perhaps three times greater and after some decades of punitive sin tax increases, it's getting bloody expensive! | |||
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What if the stories were true? What if there really were Vampires and Werewolves and Wizards and Witches who really could turn you into a toad, or make you think they had? Suppose Nick and Nora Charles were the most powerful couple in the country...
There is a story that the world is a disc borne on the backs of four elephants which stand on the carapace of an enormous turtle. In one corner of the Multiverse (the one farthest from Reality) this, too, is true. This is where the story creates the history and a one-in-a-million chance turns up nine times out of ten and the ocean falls into space around the rim without depleting itself. On the Discworld, "what if?" must be answered, the stories lived, the myth made real.
Tales from this remote universe arrive regularly via inspiration particles intercepting the particularly receptive and talented brain of Sir Terry Pratchett, OBE. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to sort, file and illuminate the elements of these chronicles in this little corner of the vast library of L-space. Just don't forget your ball of string.
Bridge
Having been put off by my father's drinking himself to death early in life, I've embraced the idea later in mine. One problem is that my father had very little capacity and could proceed through most of the stages of drunkenness on three drinks. This was in the day when those three were not so heavily taxed. Now, my capacity is perhaps three times greater and after some decades of punitive sin tax increases, it's getting bloody expensive!
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I sometimes sit and laugh giddily at the mere existence of some Pratchett characters (Carrot Ironfoundersson, say) and the reality he creates out of the absurd stereotype. This is often toward the end of the bottle of wine, but still, it suggests how he's different from other writers I have followed. There are now more than a thousand Discworld characters described here, and that's not all.
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Made a sysop for the many good contributions --Sanity 01:34, 19 August 2006 (CEST)