Long ago and far away, I used to be a fan of the Larry Niven Known Space stories. Over time, they became increasingly bloated and unintelligible, as Niven became increasingly wrapped up in tying up all sorts of originally unconnected loose ends. Asimov's Foundation stories ended up increasingly metaphysical and uninteresting, and Heinlein was notoriously self-indulgent and flatulent in his later works.
I can't avoid the feeling that Discworld needs to either move on, or draw stumps.
I could envisage a scenario with an older, darker Carrot, no longer in the Watch, as Vetinari's right-hand-man, having been promoted to the role as a servant of the City. Vetinari retains the title and acts as Carrot's adviser and guide; a semi-retired Vimes is also a member of Carrot's inner council. Angua, also no longer in the Watch, acts as Carrot's de-facto consort and as diplomatic intermediary between Ankh-Morpork and Uberwald, supported by the Vetinari/Lady Margolotta connection.
Nobby and Fred Colon, hard to say. Running a pub and drawing their pensions, with Fred's wife doing most of the actual work, most likely. At one time I thought Colon might have a last hurrah as a sort of Discworld Rooster Cogburn, but that opportunity has passed and anyway, I think Sergeant Jackrum pretty much did it in Monstrous Regiment.
I donlt suppose any such book will ever be written, but perhaps one last story to show them "all growed up" would be fun...
I can't avoid the feeling that Discworld needs to either move on, or draw stumps.
I could envisage a scenario with an older, darker Carrot, no longer in the Watch, as Vetinari's right-hand-man, having been promoted to the role as a servant of the City. Vetinari retains the title and acts as Carrot's adviser and guide; a semi-retired Vimes is also a member of Carrot's inner council. Angua, also no longer in the Watch, acts as Carrot's de-facto consort and as diplomatic intermediary between Ankh-Morpork and Uberwald, supported by the Vetinari/Lady Margolotta connection.
Nobby and Fred Colon, hard to say. Running a pub and drawing their pensions, with Fred's wife doing most of the actual work, most likely. At one time I thought Colon might have a last hurrah as a sort of Discworld Rooster Cogburn, but that opportunity has passed and anyway, I think Sergeant Jackrum pretty much did it in Monstrous Regiment.
I donlt suppose any such book will ever be written, but perhaps one last story to show them "all growed up" would be fun...