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Colfer Asked To Write Sixth HHGTTG Book
clickety6 writes "Eoin Colfer, the Irish author of a number of books (including the popular children's book series 'Artemis Fowl'), has been directly approached by Douglas Adam's widow, Jane Belson, to write a sixth book to continue the (even more) increasingly inaccurately named Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy trilogy."
The mice will interfere if need be.
.: Max Romantschuk
...42, obviously.
Those responsible for this will be Sacked, and probably the first up against the wall when the revolution comes.
Who run Barter Town?
I will NOT have my preciousness desecrated by non-canon material! He might introduce story arcs that don't fit with the carefully woven future history Adams so painstakingly built... wait, what was with the sandwiches again?
After taking numerous readings of the tastes of the audience, he will produce a book that is almost, but not-quite entirely unlike HHGTTG.
GO STICK YOUR HEAD IN A PIG.
Oh, you meant "Douglas Adams's", didn't you? Good job with the editing, Timothy. Keep up the good work.
Chapter One
Turning from the rain-streaked window, Trillian's teary gaze searched pensively around the room and came to rest on the silver-framed photograph on the mantelpeice. She sighed, her heart heavy with unshed tears. It seemed so long ago - the good times she had shared with Arthur Dent and Ford Prefect. Could it have been a thousand years? As she remembered one of the good times, a single tear, like a frozen diamond, spilled down her cheek and splashed quietly on the white marble floor. Unable to restrain herself, she collapsed against the floor, hands to her face, and sobbed uncontrollably.
A tiny hand reached up and tugged her sleeve.
"Mommy?"
"Oh Ford Junior!" Trillian sobbed. "You remind me so of your father, and the good times we shared so very long ago.. but they're both dead now, and ypu're all I have left to remember them by."
"That's right, forget about me as usual!." grumbled a familiar voice suddenly.
"Oh Marvin!" she laughed "You know I would never forget about you - after all you're all that I have to remember them Arthur and Ford by. I see you're still your grumpy old self!"
She paused with grief as the full meaning of this hit her, and she shuddered and started to weep again, like a pure white nightingale whose eggs have been stolen and eaten by a fateful cat.
Oh sorry. I see now.. don't ruin the legacy. Gotcha.
Oddly enough, there were exactly 42 comments when I first saw this article. Perhaps this might turn out well...
You can call it HGTTG, but you can also put lipstick on a pig.. sorry, wrong thread..
I agree. Eoin Colfer should definitely devote his time to programming an Infocom game instead of writing a book.
Don't blame me; I'm never given mod points.
She'd probably make more money if she just set up a website where we can all contribute $5 to keep her from publishing a new book.
You never really know how close to the edge you can go until you fall off.
Wow, I actually threw up in my mouth a little!
BraVO!
End of lesson. You may press the button.
So in other words, this will be almost but not entirely unlike Douglas Adams' writing?
I am officially gone from
Enough Douglas Adams milking already, please for the love of -
- do not destroy the legacy of this great author.
That would be Zarquon - but he's running late
politicians are like babies' nappies: they should both be changed regularly and for the same reasons
what a waste to do that anonymous :)
Would you have preferred that "ecolfer" post as himself here?
What's this nonsense? There are no continuations. There are only 3 Dune books, and they are excellent. I disbelieve your foul and cunning illusion of there being others.
Precisely, no Trilogy should contain more than, say, 5 books.
If you are not allowed to question your government then the government has answered your question.
Ford should be knowledgeable and a man of the world, not an bumbling idiot, just odd
A man of the world? A man of the galaxy I'd have hoped, or at least the parts where respectable journalists can get respectably drunk on a utterly disrespectful salary.
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From the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest 2008
Leopold looked up at the arrow piercing the skin of the dirigible with a sort of wondrous dismay -- the wheezy shriek was just the sort of sound he always imagined a baby moose being beaten with a pair of accordions might make.
Shannon Wedge, New Hampshire
Please, PLEASE read the rest of the entries. Hilarious.
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He know where his towel is, that's for sure.
I'm not popular enough to be different.
Homer Simpson, The Simpsons
...it can't be any worse than the fifth book. Yeeech!
/// Not a super-genius . . . yet. ///
<Voice>Quiet, you! Now go read all 6 books.</Voice>