In quick succession, The Colour of Magic deflates two princes of fantasy, Fritz Leiber and Robert E Howard, and several of their successors. That year, 1983, was when the first Discworld book was published. I never met him, though I have loved his work since 1983, and now I think that will be my enduring image of him: a peripatetic black hat seen over a hedge, like the tip of a very funny iceberg. The man who died last week was possessed of a talent so magnetic that a perfectly rational person would sit in the garden day in and day out, hoping for a meteorological caprice to reveal the top of his head.
“The hedge is just a little bit shorter than he is, so I see his hat and occasionally an ear as he goes by.”Īfter that, we sat quietly for a while, until finally my friend said: “I suppose one day, if the wind’s strong enough, it might blow off.”
Still, I had to admit the Pratchett connection was a powerful plus.
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