I’m on the last book of the Long Earth Series, The Long Cosmos and reading it makes me sad and wistful.

Perhaps it’s knowing that Terry Pratchett didn’t live to see it published, perhaps it’s the little hints and hooks of Discworld.

Whatever it is, there are parts of the book where I laugh out loud, like when Sancho calls himself “The Librarian” and then I’m plunged into soft sadness.

I’m about half way through the book, I’m sure it will end well.

GNU Terry Pratchett