Terry Pratchett is gone.
I’m not going to post a tribute at length, others have done a better job. I will say this: he is an immensely important writer and his books contain the most incisive satire of the last 50 years. And sure, his books were funny, but they also had important things to say between, and often within, the funny bits. Like Small Gods, on religion, or Hogfather, on the nature of belief, or The Fifth Elephant, on injustice, or Soul Music, on rock and roll.
He means a lot to me. He means a lot to many. He’ll be missed, and deeply.