My copy arrived mid-week but I deliberately didn't start it until yesterday so that I could read it uninterrupted. I've just finished it now and it was wonderful.
I always describe myself as being 'vaguely pagan' by which I mean that I'm a Pagan as far as I'm concerned but I don't fit the typical descriptions of being pagan that many others use as a benchmark. Other pagans often read Discworld novels and insist that Terry is a pagan too, just because of how well he writes the Lancre witches. I don't believe that myself, not just because he always states otherwise himself.
If people won't take his word for it that he's more Humanist than anything else, reading all his books rather than just the ones about witches should do it. His books are full of his observations of people, his love for what people can do when they use their brains rather than follow the herd.
My overall impression, having just closed the book, is that even if you can't be bothered to read everything he's written in order to know a little of what Terry believes in this world, read this one. This is not the scolding of Dawkins, telling us that gods are a crutch for those who didn't know the real answers. This is the love of a kind man, gently suggesting that while we need gods in our lives, we need to recognise that we can't rely on gods alone. That man and god will eternally represent the chicken and the egg.
My gosh, I've gone terribly soppy and probably am not making much sense but I've just been terribly moved.
Contains Strong Language, Fantasy Violence and Mild Peril
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