Monday, April 13, 2009

Going Postal

by Terry Pratchett

Grade: To Own

Wow! Moist von Lipwig! Lord Vetinari! Adora Bell Dearheart! Pins! Postal restoration! Heroic rescue of cats! Conmen! Benelovent tyrants! The Princess in the tower! Whispering letters! Golden suits!

Mostly Moist and Vetinari, though. I loved them. They made everything else awsome. I would have disliked everything else, just as I usually dislike Terry Pratchett stuff, but they made it awsome.

I still like Death better. But his books are usually too filled with boring people.

Here's some Lord Vetinari:

"'Oh, please sue the University!' Ridcully bellowed. 'We've got a pond full of people who tried to sue the University--'
'Silence,' said Vetinari.
It wasn't a very loud word, but it had an effect rather like that of a drop of black ink in a glass of clear water. The word spread out in coils and tendrils, getting everywhere. It strangled the noise."

"'The Grand Trunk will remain closed in the interim,' said Lord Vetinari.
'It's private property!' Greenyham burst out.
'Tyrant, remember,' said Vetinari, almost cheerfully."

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