Monday, September 11, 2017
I tend to use our local Salvation Army store as a kind of guidepost to books; strange as that sounds, usually (but not always) you will find the gorier detective novels by Patricia Cornwell, The DaVinci Code, rip and read gothic/romanc/mystery novels, Stephanie Meyer, Stephen King. What is rare, is to find Robert Parker, poetry, Tolkien, most science fiction, Sue Grafton, or Terry Pratchett.
A few months ago in a real honest to pete bookstore I ran afoul of a new set of Pratchett books I had never seen before, 'co-authored with" Stephen Baxter. I bought one, to see what was up. It turns out these have been in the book stores for several years. I got through it, waiting for Pratchett's style and humor to appear. At the end, I got a glimmer of his style as the long awaited finish, finished.
To say I was disappointed is putting it gently. I read a few of the reviews (and contributed my own comments to it) at Amazon, one young woman actually said she loved it, it was one of Pratchett's funniest books, she laughed all the way through. I'd guess she never read it.
And today on one of the SA bookshelves, in what can only be called pristine condition, "The Long Utopia" what I am assuming is the final book in the series. Raises one eyebrow...
Posted by mittens at 7:53 PM