“We knew Lady died and they wanted to re home her. My mum persuaded them to let us adopt her.” [x]
THAT IS THE MOST PERFECT THING I COULD EVER IMAGINE OMG
I purchased this book today and I was mentioning to my mother about the author’s life and suicide. I told her that he became a bit paranoid and depressed after his writing was rejected and such. He ended up killing himself at age 31 and his writing became successful posthumously.
THEN my mother turns to me and says, “you should do something like that too.” I freaked out.
She wasn’t even paying attention to me in the least bit. But that’s okay I guess because I never pay attention to her when we’re on the phone.
Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman.
GAIMAN: "We’re working on seeing how many smart-alec answers we can come up with when people ask us how we collaborated."
PRATCHETT: “I wrote all the words, and Neil assembled them into certain meaningful patterns… What it wasn’t was a case of one guy getting 2/3 of the money and the other guy doing 3/4 of the work.”
GAIMAN: “It wasn’t, somebody writes a three-page synopsis, and then somebody else writes a whole novel and gets their name small on the bottom.”
PRATCHETT: “That isn’t how we did it, mainly because our egos were fighting one another the whole time, and we were trying to grab the best bits from one another.”
GAIMAN: “We both have egos the size of planetary cores.”
Nico Mirallegro by Jack Alexander Photography
Sitting in a café in San Marcos with a slice of pie and a book. My sister is in class for three hours and I didn’t know what else to do here besides this.
Oh my goodness. Haha. How do I even answer this?
I’m just going to leave this here.