Reading – Staring into the Void

Man, talk about falling off the wagon. A day or two became a week or two, which then became a couple of months.

In other news, I finally finished the remaining novels from Sir Terry Pratchett’s Discworld series. A somewhat bittersweet moment. Considering most of my fantasy reading for the last decade has been Discworld, it feels rather strange to have “finished” them. Of course, considering the 40-something novels involved and the fact that it took me close to a decade to get around to reading them, I could probably start over again at the beginning and find some of them quite new again. I suspect I might even appreciate some of the earlier works more now than I did the first time through.

I find myself reluctant to do so, though. In fact, I’ve been maintaining a healthy distance from fiction since I finished the final book. I took a detour a few months ago and read some novels pretty far off my beaten path, but at the moment don’t feel particularly inclined to read anything.

It’s not an unfamiliar sensation either. Comparable to finishing a reasonably immersive book, but on a larger scale. It’s a strange sense of satisfaction with a note of loss. I’ve noticed it used in advertising streaming services as well. The rather manipulatively named “Show Hole.” The implication being that it’s bad needs to be filled with one of their TV shows.

I personally associate it instead with a decent ending. I enjoyed the series and remain thankful for the ideas and concepts that Sir Terry introduced me to along the way. There’s a high likelihood that I will reread some or all of them, at one point or another. For now, though, I shall simply rest and allow my thoughts to settle. Staring into the void and letting it stare back until I feel adequately reset.

Y’all take care.

2 thoughts on “Reading – Staring into the Void

  1. By chance, I just started re-reading Men At Arms. I was trying, for the umpteenth time, to read Gravity’s Rainbow, the only Thomas Pynchon novel I’ve never managed to finish, and it was getting to be hard going so I needed something a bit lighter for a change of pace.

    I’ve read most of the 40 books, not always in the right order, and many of them more than once but it’s been several years since the last time I read any of them. The last few, when he was suffering from dementia, were very sub-par. It was amazing he got them done at all but I imagine there was some fairly heavy editing. Certainly seemed like it. That kind of put me off for a while, plus the later ones even before he got ill do get increasingly like being lectured by an irascible elderly uncle. Some of the mid-period ones are glorious, though. I’ll most likely re-read those a few more times.

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    1. Ironically, he didn’t actually suffer from dementia. He had a rare form of alzheimer’s that caused his motor skills to degrade instead of his faculties. He certainly moved towards making social statements as he got toward the end, though, and the last one wasn’t quite finished.

      Probably start easing into something once I get some other things off my to-do list. I pretty much binge read the last few books.

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