I’m wailing in sadness here knowing that I can’t ever be you, early forties and reading Pratchett for the first time in my life. Alas.
Otherwise no regrets reading him 25 years ago, none at all.
I’m wailing in sadness here knowing that I can’t ever be you, early forties and reading Pratchett for the first time in my life. Alas.
Otherwise no regrets reading him 25 years ago, none at all.
Re-reading deep books when you're older is also a joy: You've forgotten a lot, and you appreciate different things.
The Minas Tirith part of the ending of LOTR hits hard as a 50-year-old man, but as a kid, it was just a lot of pomp.
Hope you get a good reread sometime.