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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Pratchett isn't Shakespeare—for one thing, he's funnier—but his books are richly
textured and far more complex than they appear at first . . . Consider yourself
grabbed by the collar, with me shouting, 'You've got to read this book!'” Barbara ...
It is danced innocently by raggedy-bearded young mathematicians to an inexpert
accordion rendering of “Mrs. Widgery's Lodger” and ruthlessly by such as the
Ninja Morris Men of New Ankh, who can do strange and terrible things with a ...
That was another thing. Hardly anyone used tinder boxes these days. They
bought the big smelly yellow matches the alchemists made. Windle disapproved.
Fire was important. You shouldn't be able to switch it on just like that, it didn't
Scrawled on the cover were the words: Windle Poons Hys Dyary. A piece of
bacon rind marked today's date. Under Things to Do, a crabbed hand had written:
Die. The Bursar couldn't stop himself from turning the page. Yes. Under
“Isn't there rather a lot of,” he struck out aimlessly, “washing things? And making
beds and cookery and all that sort of thing?” “Not in the kind of, mm, life I have in
mind,” said Windle firmly. The Bursar shut his mouth. The Archchancellor banged
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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