A year ago today the world lost a literary giant. Terry Pratchett died following a battle against Alzheimers. He was my favorite author, is my favorite author. I spent hours trying to write this post. A year ago I wasn't ready to lose him, even though I knew it was coming.

All I have to offer are his own words from Going Postal "Do you not know that a man is not dead while his name is still spoken?"

Terry Pratchett, Terry Pratchett, Terry Pratchett.