Stay back or I'll sneeze on you!

Urgh, I am sick. I had a mild fever when I woke up this morning, but some of that could have been that I got too warm being under the covers on my bed. Even if I don't have a fever, I am achy, stuffy, and I've had moments where I feel a bit dizzy due to the pressure in my head.

What's really funny is that I got this cold from the kiddo who had a couple of days with a runny nose that he just needed to blow every couple of hours and he was fine. He was clear this morning and I envied him his ability to sleep without breathing through his mouth.

I just took something for a headache and drank a glass of orange juice. Going to pour myself a glass of water to put by the bed and crawl under the covers to rest, read, and relax while I wait for the pain to go away. Possibly a nap too, and if I'm not doing better by this afternoon, Mom's agreed to pick up the kiddo and cart him off to speech for me. I have no idea what I'm going to do for dinner. Bleh.

It's a silly post anyway.

I have a confession to make. It's been eating at me since I finished this one book by a popular author that most of my friends adore.

I don't like Terry Pratchett.

[Pause for gasps of horror and pearl clutching.]

I know, I know. I mean, I liked Good Omens well enough, which he co-wrote with Neil Gaiman, but I've attempted to read two Discworld novels now, and...I just can't enjoy them. I couldn't get past the first two or three chapters of Small Gods, and while I finished Mort, I didn't like it.

Pratchett is a talented and excellent writer; I'll smack anyone who says otherwise. He's got a brilliant way of telling a story, and his characters are interesting on the surface. It's his style I don't like and can't get behind. I'm all for silliness and themes that poke at the ridiculousness that is humanity, but it was a struggle for me to stay interested in Pratchett's books. I'm not sure what it is, I mean the idea of Discworld makes me giggle, and I like the mythology and find the story behind it fascinating, but when it comes to actually putting all that into book form, for some reason it just doesn't work for me. Maybe it crosses the line from silly fun into too outlandish for me to find enjoyable?

I really can't explain why I didn't find it as entertaining as I should have. I can respect him as being good at what he does, but I won't be buying anymore of his books. I'll just have to life with not getting the Discworld jokes I see in some journals I read, or anytime a discussion of books comes up.

I think I just have weird tastes, and I am very picky about what I like to read.