Terry Pratchett's Right Up My Alley ...

Dor Woke Again As Dawn Came. The Sun Had Somehow Gotten Around To The East, Where The Land Was, And Dried Off So That It Could Shine Again.

Being Terrified But Going Ahead And Doing What Must Be Done—that's Courage. The One Who Feels No Fear Is A Fool, And The One Who Lets Fear Rule Him Is A Coward.

What I Like Least Is Dealing With Publishers Who Simply Don't Want Collaborations Regardless Of Their Merit.

At This Slower Pace The Journey Took A Couple Of Days, And I Fought Off A Few Minor Threats Along The Way --griffins, Carnivorous Plants, Giant Serpents, Hostile Centaurs, That Sort Of Thing, Purely Routine --and I Was Beginning To Get Bored When At Last The Dusky Towers Of Castle Roogna Hove Into View.

Sf Is The Literature Of The Theoretically Possible, And F Is The Literature Of The Impossible.