Reaper Man: A Novel of Discworld
They say there are only two things you can count on ...
But that was before DEATH started pondering the existential. Of course, the last thing anyone needs is a squeamish Grim Reaper and soon his Discworld bosses have sent him off with best wishes and a well-earned gold watch. Now DEATH is having the time of his life, finding greener pastures where he can put his scythe to a whole new use.
But like every cutback in an important public service, DEATH's demise soon leads to chaos and unrest -- literally, for those whose time was supposed to be up, like Windle Poons. The oldest geezer in the entire faculty of Unseen University -- home of magic, wizardry, and big dinners -- Windle was looking forward to a wonderful afterlife, not this boring been-there-done-that routine. To get the fresh start he deserves, Windle and the rest of Ankh-Morpork's undead and underemployed set off to find DEATH and save the world for the living (and everybody else, of course).
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... “back in, mm, the Year of the Intimidating, mm, Porpoise. Thought everyone
had forgotten about 'em.” “The Librarian looked up the details for us,” said the
Bursar, indicating a large orangutan who was trying to blow into a party squeaker
“Er,” shouted the Bursar, “do you happen to know what time—?” “Eh?” “What!
Time?” “Half past nine,” said Windle, promptly if indistinctly. “Well, that's nice,”
said the Bursar. “It gives you the rest of the evening, er, free.” Windle rummaged
in the ...
The Bursar took out his watch and flicked open the lid. It was one of the new-
fangled pocket watches, with hands. They pointed to a quarter past nine. He
shook it. A small hatch opened under the 12 and a very small demon poked its
head out ...
The Bursar shut his mouth. The Archchancellor banged on a table with a spoon. “
Brothers—” he began, when there was something approaching silence. This
prompted a loud and ragged chorus of cheering. “—As you all know we are here
University tended to accumulate in the Bursar's of- fice, which meant that he went
to bed tired at nights but at least slept soundly and didn't have to check very hard
for unexpected scorpions in his nightshirt. Killing off a wizard of a higher grade ...
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - Herenya - LibraryThing
When Death is, well, fired (for want of a better word), he finds himself a different job. But his absence causes problems for those who die, particularly for Windle Poons, the oldest wizard at the ... Read full review
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This isn't Pratchett's best. I don't think he is the best at writing action scenes—or perhaps writing cartoonish action scenes is intrinsically hard. A substantial part of this book covers two ... Read full review