The Light Fantastic has gotten much better. Hoorah. I've realized I don't like these beginning Terry Pratchett books as much because they spend so much time on boring Genesis-ian (what, it's totally a word) bits of "In the beginning, there was a turtle riding on four elephants" etc. etc. etc.
I know these things from reading later books, I don't need it spelled out for me. I try to remember that someone reading this, his second Disc world novel, when it was published in 1986 would not be privy to the information I've gathered from later novels. But it's still annoying. We seem to be past that in this book, now, so I think I'm good to go. Either way I'll stop complaining about it and realize once again that I should have started from the damn beginning in the first place.
The Other Thoughts:
I check in here so sporadically that I didn't even realize I'd gotten a comment earlier in the month. Oops.
I wanted to read over watching LOST last night.
I like to figure out stupid things like: I am averaging one book every 4.something days.
This, sadly, is a much lower average (seems to me - I haven't done the math) than in my pre-kid days. I guess that's to be expected, but I wish I still had hours to just sit and consume an entire book. That would be heaven.
But living life is the priority and I can't exactly complain about that either. There is more to life than books, right? Right? :)