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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?
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.
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?