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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Thank goodness for old Teatar, he thought. Otherwise I'd already be looking at
the underside ... White-hot thoughts seared across the darkness of his brain, fired
sluggish neurones into action. It was never like this when I was alive. But I'm not ...
Probably not, he thought. And could he eat, anyway? It wasn't that he wasn't
hungry. It was just that . . . well, he knew how to think, and walking and moving
were just a matter of twitching some fairly obvious nerves, but how exactly did
“We thought you were dead!” He had to admit that it wasn't a very good line. You
didn't put people on a slab with candles and lilies all around them because you
think they've got a bit of a headache and want a nice lie down for half an hour.
And he was amazed to realize that this was true. Eyes that had viewed the past
sixty years through a pale, fuzzy veil had been bullied into operating like the
finest optical machinery. In fact two main bodies of thought were occupying the
Plop. In the dark cupboard in the cellar, a whole shelf was already full. There was
exactly as much Windle Poons as one body could contain, and he steered it
carefully along the corridors. I never expected this, he thought. I don't deserve this
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - DLMorrese - LibraryThing
Reread (again) April 2015. The Auditors want Death replaced, give him notice, and send him off on a forced holiday. For the first time in his...existence, he HAS time. He experiences life. Life, as a ... Read full review
LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - meandmybooks - LibraryThing
Happy sigh. Death is hands down my favorite Discworld character, and I enjoyed this very much. It dragged slightly in the middle, with a little too much time spent with the wizards at the Unseen ... Read full review