Some presumably otherwise lovely people, including Douglas Adams’ widow, Jane Belson, have decided that what’s really needed in this world is a sixth Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy book.

There’s not enough “why” in the world to appropriately respond to this. Douglas Adams is quoted as saying

“I suspect at some point in the future I will write a sixth Hitchhiker book… I would love to finish Hitchhiker on a slightly more upbeat note. Five seems to be a wrong kind of number, six is a better kind of number.”

Which would completely justify a new book by Douglas Adams. Unfortunately, he remains irritatingly dead, and so now Eoin Colfer is going to write one, because clearly, what everyone really wants, and what Mr Adams would have wanted, is a new Hitchhiker’s book written by someone who isn’t him.¹ No, seriously, who are these people? Where are their brains?

I guess I should count my blessings that Kevin J Anderson isn’t somehow involved.

1. I’ve been reading the New York Times a bit and I love their super-polite “Mr” in front of names. ↩

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