If you have always thought how wonderful it would be to look over Sir Terry Pratchett's shoulder for a while, buy this book. It's the next best thing. It isn't a series of scholarly essays: it's the text of speeches and early and recent articles and forewards and miscellaneous wordcraft. It allowed me to find out about his first day of school (everyone else's second) and his grandmother (eerily similar to mine, down to the science fiction books).
I started reading Terry Pratchett by accident, as in, I didn't return the book club post card in time, and Reaper Man showed up in my mailbox, and I was in love. I continued reading partly for the sheer enjoyment of it, but I excused my expenditures on so many books in tough times because, as a nurse once told me, I had a depressed immune system, and at that moment, I resolved to do what I could to cheer it up. Nothing does it better than a Terry Pratchett book, and so I am still teaching algebra and writing filk lyrics. At this point, I will take every bit, or byte, or pixel of Sir Terry's output, and I was as delighted by A Slip of the Keyboard as I could have hoped. I laughed, explosively like some jungle bird, then about the second or third Christmas article, without being able to stop myself. Then, when I reached the last section of the book, I sobbed so hard I kept my teeth clenched together, as if my heart would have flown out if I had let my jaws fall open. I've had cognitive issues for some years longer than Sir Terry, after the Chicago Worldcon where he treated me so kindly (the lady with the cane and the backpack with the story about Death). When I first heard his dreadful news, it was like hearing mine all over again. That section brings it all back, including my own time of watching the movie Charly and weeping till I was sick. We both know about workarounds, and hearing people say, "thank goodness it wasn't a brain tumor." That doesn't make it ok, but that doesn't make us stop. Not till we're good and ready, and I appreciate every word of this funny, sad, very personal book, and any more we are gifted with. Read it. Just do.