When I was thirteen years old, struggling with the social demands of school and relatively isolated, I picked up a book in my school library. It was a battered copy of a book called MORT, by an author I had heard of but never read before.
When I was sixteen I spent ten days sailing with a group of complete strangers. To deal with sea sickness and missing my family, I read my brand new copy of Small Gods, picked up in a small, seaside bookshop before I got on the ship.
When I was eighteen I moved to University. When I could not cope with new people and being away from home and everything that came with studying, I went into the city and picked up a copy of Monstrous Regiment. I would later see the same story on stage thanks to my University’s drama society.
I can group pretty much every section and important moment of my life by what I was reading at the time. It comes from loving books, from always being reading something or other.
Terry Pratchett’s Discworld shows up more in that list than any other author. More than Harry Potter, a cornerstone of my reading experience. More than Tolkien, or Wilbur Smith or Anne McCaffrey. When I make a list of authors that I admire, that have affected my writing, he has a spot right at the top.
I will mourn Sir Terry Pratchett. I will join a wide number of fans, readers and writers who also looked up to and adored him. And I will remember some of my favourite lines from his books.
If you don’t turn your life into a story, you just become a part of someone else’s story. – The Amazing Maurice and His Educated Rodents
I have no use for people who have learned the limits of the possible. ― The Last Hero
Do you not know that a man is not dead while his name is still spoken?’ – Going Postal