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Dec. 18th, 2004 11:17 pm
cinaed: This fic was supposed to be short (Default)
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I don't know why I ever assume that a Terry Prachett novel might be boring. They never, ever are.

I picked up the three books-in-one collection of The Bromeliad Trilogy that I'd gotten at a book fair a month ago, just to read a chapter or two before going to work on my novel.

Instead I read it until I finished. All 500 pages.

It was GLORIOUS. The characters were amazing, the plot was quirky and yet so melancholy at times, and it really made you think. The satire kept me in hysterics and yet when it came to the philosophical moments I found myself greatly moved, almost to tears at one point. That might have been me being emotional, however, I would suggest that series to anyone. It's by Terry Prachett. The first book is called Truckers, the next is Diggers, and the final one is Wings.

I shall leave you with a few quotations from the book.

"'Why can't women be Stationeri, then?' asked Grimma.

'It's a well-known fact that women can't read,' said Gurder. 'It's not their fault, of course. Apparently their brains get too hot. With the strain, you know. It's just one of those things.'

'Fancy,' said Grimma. Masklin glanced sideways at her. He'd heard her use that sweet, innocent tone of voice before. It meant that pretty soon there was going to be trouble."

~Page 76

"'But--leave the Store, sir?' said Gurder. 'There's thousands of us, old people and babies and everyone. Where can we go? There's foxes out there, Masklin says, and wind and hunger and water that drops of the sky in bits! Sir? Sir?'

Grimma leaned over and felt the old nome's wrist.

'Can he hear me?' said Gurder.

'Maybe,' said Grimma. 'Perhaps. But he won't be able to answer you, because he's dead.'

'But he can't die! He's always been here!' said Gurder, aghast. 'You've got it wrong! Sir? Sir!'

~Page 100

[While trying to figure out a way to escape the Store and are contemplating hijacking a truck from a human]

"'No, no, no, what you do is you get a gnu, then you pont it at the driver and someone says 'Look out he's got a gnu!' and you say, 'Take us where we want to go or I'll fire this gnu at you!' and then he--'

'Right, right. Fine,' said Masklin, backing away. 'Jolly good. Splendid idea. We'll definitely give it some thought. Well done.'"

~Page 124

PS: The Thing is the greatest thing in the WORLD. ^_^

Date: 2004-12-19 10:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] googlebrat.livejournal.com
And the frogs! Don't forget the frogs! They're important!

Date: 2004-12-19 08:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cinaed.livejournal.com
*looks horrified* How could I not mention the frogs? *grins* They were extremely important to the entire structure of the novel. *nods*

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