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This is just a reminder that when Sir Terry Pratchett was knighted, he dug up his own iron ore, learned to smelt, smelted it, added meteorite iron, learned to forge, and forged himself a starmetal sword. As you do.

And then he put it away somewhere safe so he wouldn’t violate any UK knife laws.
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Has to be one of the best passages of a book I’ve read in a long time

​it’s not an understatement to say I think about this all the time
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Terry Pratchett started his career as a crypto-monarchist and ended up the most consistently humane writer of his generation.  He never entirely lost his affection for benevolent dictatorship, and made a few classic colonial missteps along the way, but in the end you’d be hard pressed to find a more staunchly feminist, anti-racist, anti-classist, unsentimental and clear-sighted writer of Old White British Fantasy.  

The thing I love about Terry’s writing is that he loved - loved - civil society.  He loved the correct functioning of the social contract.  He loved technology, loved innovation, but also loved nature and the ways of living that work with and through it.   He loved Britain, but hated empire (see “Jingo”) - he was a ruralist who hated provincialism, a capitalist who hated wealth, an urbanist who reveled in stories of pollution, crime and decay.  He was above all a man who loved systems, of nature, of thought, of tradition and of culture.  He believed in the best of humanity and knew that we could be even better if we just thought a little more.

As a writer: how skillful, how prolific, how consistent.  The yearly event of a new Discworld book has been a part of my life for more than two decades, and in that barrage of material there have been so few disappointments, so many surprises… to come out with a book as fresh and inspired as “Monstrous Regiment” as the 31st novel in your big fantasy series?  Ludicrous.  He was just full of treasure.  What a thing to have had, what a thing to have lost.

In the end, he set a higher standard, as a writer and as a person.  He got better as he learned, and he kept learning, and there was no “too late” or “too hard” or “I can’t be bothered to do the research.”  He just did the work.  I think in his memory the best thing we can do is to roll up our sleeves and do the same.

This post seems to be making the rounds again so here it is on the word blog

GNU Terry Pratchett
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“I need no axe to be a dwarf,” said Bashfullsson. “Nor do I need to hate trolls. What kind of creature defines itself by hatred?”

Terry Pratchett, Thud!


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And if anyone thinks that isn’t a line written by a genius explain exactly to me why the HELL not!

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Granny Weatherwax would absolutely devastate Yoda and we would all be blessed to see it.
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“Granny Weatherwax was often angry. She considered it one of her strong points. Genuine anger was one of the world’s great creative forces. But you had to learn how to control it. That didn’t mean you let it trickle away. It meant you dammed it, carefully, let it develop a working head, let it drown whole valleys of the mind and then, just when the whole structure was about to collapse, opened a tiny pipeline at the base and let the iron-hard steam of wrath power the turbines of revenge.”
- Terry Pratchett, Wyrd Sisters
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I love that one of the restrictions on name changes in the UK is that your name cannot “promote criminal activities” and fucking hell every name I can think of that violates that is just stellar honestly like fucking hello nice to meet you my name is Commit Arson, I’d like you to meet my daughter Dont Pay Taxes and my son Steal From Work

this is my son, rob

You know I didn’t get Terry Pratchett’s genius the first time I read about the Wee Free Man named Rob Anybody until at the end when a Lawyer-toad made point that technically Rob’s existence was not illegal unless his name was taken as a suggestion.

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““Go back,” said Granny. “You call yourself some kind of goddess and you know nothing, madam, nothing. What don’t die can’t live. What don’t live can’t change. What don’t change can’t learn. The smallest creature that dies in the grass knows more than you. You’re right. I’m older. You’ve lived longer than me but I’m older than you. And better'n you. And, madam, that ain’t hard.””
- Lords and Ladies, Terry Pratchett (via kraavitz)
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“Elves are wonderful. They provoke wonder.
Elves are marvellous. They cause marvels.
Elves are fantastic. They create fantasies.
Elves are glamorous. They project glamour.
Elves are enchanting. They weave enchantment.
Elves are terrific. They beget terror.
The thing about words is that meanings can twist just like a snake, and if you want to find snakes look for them behind words that have changed their meaning.
No one ever said elves are nice.
Elves are bad.”

Terry Pratchett, Lords and Ladies

This is why I love Pratchett. Not only are his ideas amazing, but he’s really a stunning writer. Sometimes science fiction/fantasy is lacking in just plain writing skills, but they work because of the crazy ideas and events. But Pratchett can deliver these lines that all lead up to one conclusion - elves are bad - and the effect is just huge. This quote has haunted me for years, and it really is all because of the writing. 

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Clone trooper facility, Star Wars.

“Evil begins when you begin to treat people as things.” 

– Terry Pratchett: I Shall Wear Midnight

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“Yes, sir,” Ponder disagreed.

– on talking to managers | Terry Pratchett, Ian Stewart, and Jack Cohen, The Science of Discworld
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Rogue One died, to a man (or woman, or other gendered individual). That is a fact. This is also a fact: the corridors of every rebellion ship echoes with their names. Hushed whispers I heard they live in the transmission. I heard the Force protected them. I heard no one saw the bodies, no one confirmed as if anyone gets to say goodbye in a war.

This is also a fact: Cassian Andor, protect me in this mission. I shall fear no evil, for Chirrut Îmwe walks with me. Baze Malbus, bless my gun bless my aim let me blow this motherfucker down. Bodhi Rook, guide me as I fly. K-2SO, we remember we remember we remember. Jyn Erso, bring my mother my brother my father my sister to the truth do not let them remain blind show them the way forward.

Don’t you know a man’s not dead while his name is spoken?

GNU, Rogue One.


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