Opolitiskt: Terry Pratchett... Min favoritförfattare?

söndag 20 september 2009 ·

Läste att man skulle variera innehållet på sin blog och nu ska det bli extrem variation och något av en litteratur recession.... (Till det hela bör läggas till att jag har fått något virus och har feber) ;-)

Terry Prachetts böcker är strålande. Jag vet inte hur många av Discworld-böckerna jag har, men det är väl i princip alla som har getts ut. Den jag läst om flest gånger är "Thud!", en berättelse om religiös extremism, hat mellan grupper i samhället och samtidigt en rörande (tycker jag) beskrivning av en av huvudpersonernas våndor som förälder. Döden är också ständigt närvarande i alla böcker (som ett skelett med kåpa och lie som hjälper folk vars timglas är slut att komma till nästa liv).

Tänker faktisk ge er ett smakprov från en del av boken. Det beskriver både den mörkare delen av böckerna (som gör att allt som är lättsamt vägs upp) och till viss del humorn, även om den inte är av skratt-varianten just här. Commander Vimes har blivit påverkad av en demon och hoppat ned i ett underjordiskt vattenfall. Till saken kanske ska tilläggas att de dvärg-extremistiska "deep-downers" tidigare har försökt att döda Commander Vimes fru och barn med eldkastare.

"'... Is this is? This time I die?'
COULD BE [sa Döden]
'Could be? What sort of answer is that', said Vimes.
A VERY ACCURATE ONE. YOU SEE YOU ARE HAVING A NEAR DEATH EXPERIENCE, WHICH INESCAPABLY MEANS THAT I MUST UNDERGO A NEAR VIMES EXPERIENCE. DON'T MIND ME. CARRY ON WITH WHATEVER YOU WERE DOING. I HAVE A BOOK."
...
"I was six minutes to six."
...
"'Woggle soggle lob!' [Vimes har en "gooseberry" som är typ en imp-driven handdator med kalenderfunktion]
Slowly, Vimes tipped the box up. Water poured out of it.
'You weren't listening! I was shouting and you weren't listening!' the imp whined. 'It's five minutes to six! Read to young Sam!'
...
'Mus' read to Young Sam' he murmured, and shut his eyes.
They snapped open again. 'Got t'read to Young Sam!'
...
"'Daddy has asked Mummy to read to you tonight, Sam' she announced brightly. 'Won't that be fun!'
Her heart did not sink. It could not. I was already as low as any heart could go. But it courled up and whimpered as she watched the little boy stare at her, at the door, at her again, and then throw back his head and scream.
...
And then the screaming started, His son, screaming
It filled his mind.
They will burn...
...
There were four of them only a few feet away from Vimes, whose vision was full of rocking lambs,.
They stared at this sudden, bloody, swaying apparition, which was dreamily waving a sword in one hand and an axe in the other.
They had axes, too. But the thing glared at them and asked:
'Where's.... my... cow?
They backed away
'Is that my cow?' the creature demanded, stepping forward unsteadily. It shook its head sadly.
'It goes "Baaaa!" it wept. It is... a sheep...'
Then it fell to its knees, clenched its teath and turned its face upwards, lika a man tortured beyond his wits, and beseeching the gods of fortune and the tempest, screamed:
'That! Is!! Not!!! My!!!! Cow!!!!!
...
and in the sombre nursery Young Sam stopped crying and looked around, suddenly happy, but puzzled, and said, to his despairing mother's surprise, 'Co'!
...
'It goes, "Neigh!" It is a horse! That's not my cow!"
Dwarfs looked at one another. Where was the horse, then? Did you hear a horse? Who else is down here?
...
The figure lookes up, the light reflected red in his eyes, and growled: 'Is that my cow?
Then it threw the axe overarm, full at the guard. It struck the flame weapon, which exploded.
It goes, Hruuugh!
Hg! said Young Sam, as his mother hugged him and stared blankly at the wall
...
There was a lot of yelling going on. Vimes paid it no attention. Dwarfs were running though the smoke. He merely slpped them aside. He had found what he was seeking.
'Is that my cow? It goes, Mooo!
Picking up another fallen axe, Vimes started to run.
Yes! That's my cow!.
...
A dwarf holding a flame-thrower threw it down and fled.
Hooray, hooray, it's a wonderful day, for I have found my cow!
...and perhaps that, it was said later, was what did it. Against the berserker, there is no defence. They had sworn to fight to the death, but not to this death.
...
And now Vimes paused in front of the cowering old dwarfs, raising the weaponn over his head--
And halted, rocking like a statue---"

...hoppas det inte är olagligt att göra detta.. ;-) All text ovanför är copyright Terry och Lyn Pratchett och finns att köpa i alla bokhandlar som har fantasy böcker. Finns som både engelska, svenska och som talbok... Nu måste det vara mindre olagligt ;-))

2 kommentarer:

Helena Duroj sa...
20 september 2009 12:27  

även jag är varm beundrare av pterry!

Ebbe Ollman sa...
21 september 2009 15:29  

jag har läst det mesta av Pratchett på svenska och en del på engelska: jag har alltså det roliga kvar!

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