series: Book Recommendations

Discworld

Discworld is a sprawling series consisting of 41 novels (that are considered mostly stand-alone) with many adaptations and an assortment of companion books and board games, set on a world that is a flat disc on the back of four giant elephants, themselves on the back of the giant turtle Atuin, journeying through space. But that doesn’t matter: while the books are fantasy, when it is good, the setting takes a back seat to storytelling that is simultaneously hilarious and profound; and you’ll forget about the turtle and the elephants until they’re called into the story.

I recommend you read some of it — not all of it! — and not in order. It’s best to think of Discworld as a set of smaller series and standalone novels set in the same world. Yes, there are cross-references, and yes, there is a general chronological progression of the world with publication order, but those things are not essential to enjoying the books, and if you try to read them in order you will likely give up before you discover something you like. I recently re-read the entire series in mostly publication order and I would not recommend that as your first Discworld experience.

My first encounter with the series was from a online recommendation in the late ’90s, following which I found a used copy of the first book The Colour of Magic, which I disliked and didn’t finish. About a decade later, I picked up Going Postal (the 33rd book) in an airport bookstore before a trans-continental flight. I read it twice on that trip, scaring the people near me on the plane with how much I was laughing. It remains one of my favorite novels.

These books are both sprawling and not really a cohesive series in the traditional sense, and my purpose in writing this isn’t to convince you to read them all but rather to help you find a place you might want to start reading some of them.

  1. What makes the series worth reading

  2. Some books I think would make good starting points

    The Amazing Maurice and His Educated RodentsGoing PostalWyrd SistersThe Wee Free MenGuards! Guards!Moving PicturesThe TruthHogfatherEric (Faust)

  3. A bit about each sub-series

    Tiffany Aching and the Young WitchesSam Vimes and the City WatchThe Industrial Revolution and Moist von LipwigGranny Weatherwax and the WitchesDeath and the ParanormalRincewind and the WizardsAncient Civilizations

  4. Some of my other favorite Discworld books

    Monstrous Regiment • Thud!Night Watch • WintersmithJingo • The Last HeroUnseen Academicals • Thief of Time

You should read some Discworld because once Pratchett found his groove, he was able to write some densely-hilarious, densely-literate, amazingly-told stories that often have profound things to say about justice, equality, society, acceptance & inclusivity, and the nature of being sentient. Pratchett’s humor spans the gamut from well-placed puns, wry observations about “roundworld” which an entire website is dedicated to explaining, copious footnotes, deadpan juxtapositions, bizarre yet perfect analogies, intricate jokes which take two-thirds of the book to setup, extreme anthropomorphism, and more. Some of the books re-tell Shakespeare or folk tales, others rethink fairy tales, some of them are mystery novels, a few read like capers or thrillers, and I might even reluctantly describe one of my favorites as a redemption story meets business fiction.

Coffee is a way of stealing time that should by rights belong to your older self.

Thud!

HUMAN BEINGS MAKE LIFE SO INTERESTING. DO YOU KNOW, THAT IN A UNIVERSE SO FULL OF WONDERS, THEY HAVE MANAGED TO INVENT BOREDOM.

Hogfather

What kind of man would put a known criminal in charge of a major branch of government? Apart from, say, the average voter.

Going Postal

Then there is the dress. It has been owned by many sisters as well and has been taken up, taken out, taken down, and taken in by her mother so many times that it really ought to have been taken away.

The Wee Free Men

After the first ten to fifteen books or so, Pratchett goes from re-presenting fairy tales, folk lore, and fantasy tropes, and starts re-contextualizing them, making them feel more like our own world. The main city is home to people of nearly all the disc’s species and backgrounds; the animosity between dwarves and trolls feels like the animosity between certain ethnic groups here on roundworld, trolls being a bit undesirable what with mobsters and drug problems, and dwarves having a very conservative and xenophobic culture, for example; the elves hew more to fairy tale material – but with all the edges that stories and time have worn off. There are lots of great little touches in the world building like the black ribbon vampires who swear not one drop and golem rights activists.

Sometime in the late ’90s, Pratchett started introducing technology to the world, first in the form of a network of lantern-based towers used to relay messages via semaphore. Many of the books from there on out use this as a way of exploring how high-speed long-distance communication might change a society. The theme of how technology transforms society continues right up to the final book.

On top of this, the world building compounds. While nearly every book is considered standalone – the second book The Light Fantastic is the only true sequel in the entire series – the richness of the built world accumulates with familiarity of its locales and characters, and rewards multiple readings.

My reason for revisiting the series actually started with wanting to find something to read my child by somebody who wasn’t problematic: his daughter vehemently refuted a posthumous attempt by transphobic activists (nevermind that Terry himself wrote an entire book refuting forcibly-assigned gender roles in 2003) and a core tenet of the series is that belief is how we make sense of the world: that beliefs are a story you tell, which means, you help build your own reality. There are perhaps two things that might give you pause about Pratchett as a person: He accepted a knighthood for the Order of the British Empire, and was friends and co-author with Neil Gaiman — though at a distance.

So I read to my kid the six Discworld novels marketed towards younger readers and thought, well, maybe I should read the 20+ books in the series I hadn’t read yet, and re-read the rest of them while I was at it. I’m glad I did.

A note on the audiobooks: There are two sets of audiobook renditions for each book in the series. Many of the first-produced were read by Stephen Briggs, and the latter set by a variety of British actors following character arcs; the main actor will do most narration, including voices for all but one character; Bill Nighy reads the footnotes, and Peter Serafinowicz voicing Death (that is, the grim reaper, who appears in almost all the books). My recent read-through was almost entirely the second set of audiobooks.

The main problem in recommending Discworld is overcoming the idea that one should start at the beginning or that one should immediately set about reading the whole thing. You shouldn’t do either. I can’t find a reference, but reportedly even Pratchett himself recommended people start with book 5, Sourcery.

There are a couple of problems in finding a good starting point: while each book is officially considered to stand alone, some work better as starting points than others. The series is complex enough there are multiple flowcharts explaining chronology, character relationships, references, and how they intersect with your interest; and the books tend to get better as Pratchett found his voice, but don’t start getting really damned good until a bit after halfway through the publication order, by which time many of the books benefit from the context of their predecessors.

Here are my recommended first forays:

§The Amazing Maurice and His Educated Rodents (book 28)

Maurice the cat can talk, accompanies some rats who ate some magical trash, and now they can all talk and think like people. Maurice found a “stupid-looking” kid who plays a flute, and has them all going from town-to-town running a pied piper scam: the rats create a mess, the townspeople call for a rat piper, and conveniently there’s a kid who can lead the rats out of town. The rats don’t like this, but they want money to get a place where they can live in peace, so they’ve agreed to One Last Job in the town of Bad Blintz, and of course something fishy is going on: a rat plague is already in progress and a rat piper has been called in. While there are some of the most lethal and dangerous traps the intelligent rats have ever seen in Bad Blintz, they find no native, normally-intelligent rats. On top of that, the mayor’s daughter discovered that Maurice can talk, and blackmails them to help figure out what’s going on.

This is a dark and brilliant take on The Pied Piper of Hamelin, and one of my favorite books in the series. It has no real ties to the rest of the series. It’s the first marketed towards younger readers (and therefore the first with chapters), but holds its own for adults. It’s strongly plotted, well-paced, is filled with amazing characters, and dives into mystery, ethics, philosophy, and the nature of evil with aplomb. It has several great set pieces, and the ending does something wonderful with the aftermath that most books just skip over because it’s too messy.

Look, what I’m saying is, you’re the leader, right? So you got to act like you know what you’re doing, okay? If the leader doesn’t know what he’s doing, no one else does, either.”

“I only know what I’m doing when I’m dismantling traps,” said Darktan.

“All right, think of the future as a great big trap,” said Sardines. “With no cheese.”

I think my favorite parts of the book relate to how the younger rats are discovering they’re afraid of shadows, because they understand what the shadows hint at, and how the older rats aren’t happy about all the changes and just want to keep acting like rats. Much like they have a “trap squad” to understand and work around physical traps and poisons, they’re discovering they also need philosophy, to help with the equivalent mental territory.

The trouble with thinking was that, once you started, you went on doing it.

There is a 2022 movie adapatation of the book, which has middling reviews and I haven’t seen, though it features Hugh Laurie, David Tennant, and Emilia Clarke, and David Thewlis.

§Going Postal (book 33)

Moist von Lipwig is a con man and fraudster who is to be hanged, but the ruler of the disc’s most prolific city has other plans for him: putting him in charge of rehabilitating the decades-defunct post office. The five previous postmasters were killed in the attempt, so why not? After a run-in with the new ownership of the semaphore towers – ruthless financiers who’ll do whatever it takes to eliminate the competition, Moist realizes it’s not enough to make the post office functional but also revive people’s belief in it.

There is a saying ‘You can’t fool an honest man’ which is much quoted by people who make a profitable living by fooling honest men.

This was the first Discworld novel I completed, and it remains one of my favorite novels. Moist is a genuinely compelling character, and this is the book I’d reluctantly describe as “a redemption story meets business fiction”; it’s a story about the skills and consequences of grifting, illustrated in both its protagonist and antagonist. The book was published in 2004 and is clearly inspired by the burgeoning internet technology industry with callbacks to the industrial revolution, and the consequences of private equity.

My problem with the book is bound up intractably with its premise: public services should not be run like con jobs or startups, and the approach taken here feels like a relic of a more painfully innocent time. Lipwig’s love interest is meant as a stand-in for the reader’s skepticism, but in the 22 years since the book was published she might have to become even more cynical.

Going Postal was adapted to a two-part BBC Series starring Richard Coyle as Moist (Coyle also does a great job narrating the book in the second audiobook rendition) and features Charles Dance as such a strong rendition of Lord Vetinari that he is now my mental picture of the character persistent through the series.

§Wyrd Sisters (book 6)

The King was murdered, his infant heir is rescued in the nick of time, the Duke who murdered him is a nasty piece of work, and it’s up to three witches (Granny Weatherwax, Nanny Ogg, and Magrat Garlick) to put things right.

The duke had a mind that ticked like a clock and, like a clock, it regularly went cuckoo.

This book has a lot of references to Shakespeare and in particular Macbeth, and if you’re a fan of theater or even classic performed comedy there are a ton of references to spot. It is a story about political power, who wields it and how; and how that ties in to people’s need for a story they can tell themselves about how the world works. It’s a great starting point for both the “Witches” series and its successor centered on younger witch Tiffany Aching, and it’s the earliest-published book I’d recommend starting with.

§The Wee Free Men (book 30)

Tiffany Aching is the youngest daughter of an old shepherding family; her late grandmother a legendary shepherd and wise-woman whom even the Baron respected. When Tiffany was eight years old, the Baron’s son went missing, and the villagers blamed an old woman with too many books, thinking her a witch; they stoned her cat and burned her hut down, and she died in the cold winter — Tiffany’s grandmother never would have let that happen. Tiffany buried the cat and measured the woman’s oven – there’s no way the Baron’s son could have fit in it; Tiffany decides she wants to become a witch so that sort of thing doesn’t happen again. A year later, Tiffany’s brother is kidnapped by fairies, so she goes after him armed with a frying pan… and a bit of unexpected help from some carousing, fighting Smurfs.

And all the stories had, somewhere, the witch. The wicked old witch.

And Tiffany had thought: Where’s the evidence?

I liked a lot about this book, but perhaps most of all is how – rare for a book with a pre-teen protagonist – is how she comes to terms with her dislike for her younger brother, and her lack of emotion at her grandmother’s death. I think kids tend to end up with this idea of how we’re supposed to feel about certain situations and then when those feelings don’t manifest, that disconnect can turn into self-doubt, and this book examines that expectation gap wonderfully.

The Nac Mac Feegle (the titular Wee Free Men) make for a delightful comic relief, and while there’s a glossary to help with understanding their vocabulary, the audiobooks (both renditions) provide a bit of a challenge to understand them.

§Guards! Guards! (book 8)

The Night Watch is a joke. Down to three memebers, its captain is a drunkard, its sergeant ineffective, and its constable slightly less shady than most criminals. Into this comes an idealist orphan human raised by dwarves with a strange birthmark and mysterious sword, sent to take a job with the Guard, and a plot to depose the city’s ruler via magical Dragon – one of those legendary big, flying things could level a city, that no one’s seen for a long time; not one of the more common swamp dragons the size of a dog who have combustible indigestion. It seems that Sam Vimes can put a stop to it — if only he can sober up.

Down there - he said - are people who will follow any dragon, worship any god, ignore any inequity. All out of a kind of humdrum, everyday badness. Not the really high, creative loathsomeness of the great sinners, but a sort of mass-produced darkness of the soul. Sin, you might say, without a trace of originality. They accept evil not because they say yes, but because they don’t say no.

As the first book in the City Watch sub-series, this is many people’s preferred introductory book. It’s a parody of hardboiled detective novels but has lots of humor outside of that genre, and while the pacing starts off a bit slow, it’s a solid story and introduces Ankh-Morpork and its cast of characters beyond the glimpses from The Colour of Magic and Sourcery. The setting is commonly used in the Industrial Revolution series as well as a few of the Witches books.

§Moving Pictures (book 10)

Using trained imps and flashing salamanders, an alchemist figured out how to capture and replay a sequence of pictures. Not too far away in the abandoned villa of Holy Wood, the last Keeper of The Door died. When people go to Holy Wood to make “movie magic”, what could possibly go wrong, especially when there’s money to be made?

“Why is it all Mr. Dibbler’s films are set against the background of a world gone mad?” said the dwarf. Soll’s eyes narrowed. “Because Mr. Dibbler,” he growled, “is a very observant man.”

This is a great book and similar early good place to start if you want to skip the wizards and watchmen and witches. It is absolutely drenched in references to early cinema, and even if you’re only passingly familiar with that it’s fun to play spot-the-reference (and then after check the ones you missed), and I think it’s the best and funniest book in the first third of the series.

§The Truth (book 25)

William de Worde writes a newsletter for far-off important people, keeping them informed of the goings-on in the bustling city, and a chance encounter puts him in with some Dwarves who are turning lead into gold – by means of movable type – and de Worde starts a “news sheet” to expand his market to locals, and subsequently investigates a political conspiracy to overthrow the Patrician.

The young man is also an idealist. He has yet to find out that what’s in the public interest is not what the public is interested in.

Similarly to Going Postal, this book starts with a new character in the established world, and explains what it needs to as it goes; it also rewards a re-read for some great jokes about recurring series characters, but the book is quite enjoyable without that context. It’s only so far down this list because it’s helped a lot by contextual knowledge with Ankh-Morpork characters and the political relationship between city and the remote dwarvish government.

§Hogfather (book 20)

The Auditors of Reality hire an assassin to take out the Hogfather – the Disc’s equivalent of Santa Claus, and Death is afraid of the consequences. It’s time to recruit his granddaughter Susan, who’s working as a governess for young children, and answering questions like whether stories about the Hogfather are really true or not.

This book is well into the Death series, but it’s easily the best of those books and the context you’re missing from other books isn’t really that important if you don’t mind suspending your disbelief a bit for a story about what happens when paranormal auditors hire an assassin to kill Santa Claus. That the BBC adaptation (which is good and worth hunting down) exists supports this idea.

One of the common themes in Discworld is the idea that the reality we inhabit – the shared mental one that defines the box of the world we’re not supposed to think outside of – is made up of beliefs; and this book more than any other touches on that. There is a much-quoted passage that gives me chills every time I read it:

“All right,” said Susan. “I’m not stupid. You’re saying humans need… fantasies to make life bearable.”

REALLY? AS IF IT WAS SOME KIND OF PINK PILL? NO. HUMANS NEED FANTASY TO BE HUMAN. TO BE THE PLACE WHERE THE FALLING ANGEL MEETS THE RISING APE.

“Tooth fairies? Hogfathers? Little—”

YES. AS PRACTICE. YOU HAVE TO START OUT LEARNING TO BELIEVE THE LITTLE LIES.

“So we can believe the big ones?”

YES. JUSTICE. MERCY. DUTY. THAT SORT OF THING.

“They’re not the same at all!”

YOU THINK SO? THEN TAKE THE UNIVERSE AND GRIND IT DOWN TO THE FINEST POWDER AND SIEVE IT THROUGH THE FINEST SIEVE AND THEN SHOW ME ONE ATOM OF JUSTICE, ONE MOLECULE OF MERCY. AND YET—Death waved a hand. AND YET YOU ACT AS IF THERE IS SOME IDEAL ORDER IN THE WORLD, AS IF THERE IS SOME…SOME RIGHTNESS IN THE UNIVERSE BY WHICH IT MAY BE JUDGED.

“Yes, but people have got to believe that, or what’s the point—”

MY POINT EXACTLY.

And yet, They’re both right. Susan is right because justice is not a lie in the same way Santa Claus is a lie; justice is something we can create, something we can strive for. Death’s point, however, remains that we often treat these ideas as intrinsic to the world, a natural force like gravity which begets quotes like the arc of the moral universe is long, but it bends towards justice which is complete and utter baloney that I have seen people falling for my entire adult life – Justice is something that is made, by people.

A note on the audiobook: there is a character in this book who is the “Oh God” of hangovers, and the source of a lot of vomiting and nausea jokes; I was okay with this on my first read-through of the paper book, but listening to the audio book performance of this character by Sian Clifford was an experience that made me feel physically ill at times.

§Eric (Faust) (book 9)

Eric is a thirteen-year old demonologist, who just wants what any teenage boy would want: mastery of the kingdoms of the world, to meet the most beautiful woman who has ever lived, and to live forever. He tries to summon a demon, but instead summons Rincewind, who’s desperately trying to escape the Dungeon Dimensions after the ending of Sourcery. Eric’s going to get exactly what he wants, which is of course more than he bargained for.

The gods of the Disc have never bothered much about judging the souls of the dead, and so people only go to hell if that’s where they believe, in their deepest heart, that they deserve to go. Which they won’t do if they don’t know about it. This explains why it is so important to shoot missionaries on sight.

If you want to read the Rincewind books, you could do worse than start here. It’s a short take on – as indicated by the title – Faust, notably about being careful what you wish for, and the humor of the final stretch is highly reminiscent of Douglas Adams.


Rather than discuss the books in publication order, or try to invent yet another type of flow-chart to show book relationships, I’m mostly going to take the official series listing and present them in order of the mean rating I gave their books in my read-through with some finagling based on how well I think they help build up the world and characters to support other books.

§Tiffany Aching and the Young Witches

Coming in at the end of the series and marketed towards younger readers, the Tiffany Aching books are both consistently great and don’t assume much other context from other series, although the last book (which is the final Discworld novel) builds on world developments from the two previously-published books, Snuff and Raising Steam.

At the start of the first book, Tiffany Aching is a nine-year old whose brother was kidnapped by fairy creatures, and, impatient for the help a traveling witch promised to go and get, she sets out to rescue him armed with a frying pan, and the series sees her gain two years in age, and grow in ability and power to overcome a number of powerful adversaries with primarily non-violent means.

As a parent who has read this series to my child, a particular thing I appreciate about these books compared to, say, a popular series about a school for young magic users, is a de-emphasis on the fantastical and rather an emphasis on paying attention to the details of the mundane world around you:

“Exactly where can I find the school?” said Tiffany.

“To find the school for witches, go to a high place near here, climb to the top, open your eyes…” Miss Tick hesitated.

“Yes?”

“…and then open your eyes again.”

The Wee Free Men

Think about it; this tells you everything about where the school for witches is, and in some respects is also the test on how to find it.

Tiffany got up early and lit the fires. When her mother came down, she was scrubbing the kitchen floor, very hard.

“Er… aren’t you supposed to do that sort of thing by magic, dear?” said her mother, who’d never really got the hang of what witchcraft was all about.

“No, Mum, I’m supposed not to,” said Tiffany, still scrubbing.

“But can’t you just wave your hand and make all the dirt fly away, then?”

“The trouble is getting the magic to understand what dirt is,” said Tiffany, scrubbing hard at a stain. “I heard of a witch over in Escrow who got it wrong and ended up losing the entire floor and her sandals and nearly a toe.”

Mrs. Aching backed away. “I thought you just had to wave your hands about,” she mumbled nervously.

“That works,” said Tiffany, “but only if you wave them about on the floor with a scrubbing brush.”

Wintersmith

It’s not that I don’t think there’s a place for wonder, but this isn’t a series of books that try to make things seem magical because the jelly beans sometimes taste of earwax; rather, it’s a series about finding one’s own power and owning one’s own impact on the world, and how often that is mundane:

I’ll never be like this again … I’ll never again feel as tall as the sky and as old as the hills and as strong as the sea. I’ve been given something for a while, and the price of it is that I have to give it back. 

And the reward is giving it back, too. No human could live like this. You could spend a day looking at a flower to see how wonderful it is, and that wouldn’t get the milking done. No wonder we dream our way through our lives. To be awake, and see it all as it really is…no one could stand that for long.

— The Wee Free Men

I enjoyed all of these novels thoroughly – don’t let the marketing as “young adult” dissuade you from them.

The Wee Free MenA Hat Full of SkyWintersmithI Shall Wear MidnightThe Shepherd’s Crown

§Sam Vimes and the City Watch

It feels weird to recommend in the 2020s a series of books about what is essentially the formation of a city police force, and yet here I am doing so. It helps to remember that these are not books about policing in the United States; at the start of the series, the Night Watch are four people in a city of a million. These stories largely follow the format of old procedurals, typically center on a mystery to be uncovered, very much tout the importance of diversity & representation, and starting with Feet of Clay are all very morally-oriented books which center on ethics, justice, and ideals of fairness and equality.

Sam Vimes starts the series as the alcoholic captain of the city’s dilapidated night watch, and by the end of it is the teetotaling commander of a police force which has become the model for the surrounding area. He is quite cynical, which helps with balancing his role as defender of the status quo in the name of the law and challenger of the status quo in the name of justice.

“Commander, I always used to consider that you had a definite anti-authoritarian streak in you.”

“Sir?”

“It seems that you have managed to retain this even though you are authority.”

“Sir?”

“That’s practically zen.”

Feet of Clay

It was because he wanted there to be conspirators. It was much better to imagine men in some smoky room somewhere, made mad and cynical by privilege and power, plotting over the brandy. You had to cling to this sort of image, because if you didn’t then you might have to face the fact that bad things happened because ordinary people, the kind who brushed the dog and told their children bedtime stories, were capable of then going out and doing horrible things to other ordinary people.

Jingo

They’re also the best source of a lot of context for other books. They’re centered in the city of Ankh-Morpork (but visit other locales), and nearly all the other sub-series visit the city at some point, and typically the Watch are involved in that visit. You can, of course, pick that up elsewhere or do without.

These books also introduces the famous Vimes boots theory of socioeconomic unfairness:

The reason that the rich were so rich, Vimes reasoned, was because they managed to spend less money.

Take boots, for example. He earned thirty-eight dollars a month plus allowances. A really good pair of leather boots cost fifty dollars. But an affordable pair of boots, which were sort of OK for a season or two and then leaked like hell when the cardboard gave out, cost about ten dollars. Those were the kind of boots Vimes always bought, and wore until the soles were so thin that he could tell where he was in Ankh-Morpork on a foggy night by the feel of the cobbles.

But the thing was that good boots lasted for years and years. A man who could afford fifty dollars had a pair of boots that’d still be keeping his feet dry in ten years’ time, while the poor man who could only afford cheap boots would have spent a hundred dollars on boots in the same time and would still have wet feet.

This was the Captain Samuel Vimes ‘Boots’ theory of socioeconomic unfairness.

Men at Arms

I found the first two books enjoyable and the rest either great or amazingly great.

Guards! Guards!Men at ArmsFeet of ClayJingoThe Fifth ElephantNight WatchThud!Snuff

§The Industrial Revolution and Moist von Lipwig

Discworld evolves, and about halfway through the series, Pratchett decided to accelerate that. These books largely deal with introducing technology and ideas we tend to think of as more modern into a fantasy setting replete with fairies and living rock people and magic. The first three are all easily stand-alone books (though both The Truth and Monstrous Regiment benefit from context introduced in earlier books, the Watch series most notably), and the latter three focus on a new character: Moist von Lipwig, a conman whose skills are put towards public service.

“A bankerMe?”

“Yes, Mr. Lipwig.”

“But I don’t know anything about running a bank!”

“Good. No preconceived ideas.”

“I’ve robbed banks!”

“Capital! Just reverse your thinking,” said Lord Vetinari, beaming. “The money should be on the inside.”

Making Money

The aristocrats, if such they could be called, generally hated the whole concept of the train on the basis that it would encourage the lower classes to move about and not always be available.

Raising Steam

I love all of these books except for Making Money, which I felt a bit too scattered and whose ending undercut its larger commentary about finance.

Moving PicturesThe TruthMonstrous RegimentGoing PostalMaking MoneyRaising Steam

§Granny Weatherwax and the Witches

Esmerelda (Granny) Weatherwax is the leader that witches would have if witches had a leader. They don’t have head witches – Granny Weatherwax wouldn’t allow that sort of thing. She’s a crotchety traditionalist who distrusts books, cities, fancy talk, and material possessions; but she’s an eminently practical, moral, and clever person who – while extremely skilled at magic, prefers instead using headology when possible. Her friend Gytha (Nanny) Ogg is in many ways her opposite: down-to-earth, kind (to anyone outside her family, at least), bawdy, and never one to pass on food or a drink (and often providing the drink) and perhaps more clever than Granny Weatherwax, but also clever enough not to let on.

The trouble is, you see, that if you do know Right from Wrong, you can’t choose Wrong. You just can’t do it and live. So.. if I was a bad witch I could make Mister Salzella’s muscles turn against his bones and break them where he stood… if I was bad. I could do things inside his head, change the shape he thinks he is, and he’d be down on what had been his knees and begging to be turned into a frog… if I was bad. I could leave him with a mind like a scrambled egg, listening to colors and hearing smells…if I was bad. Oh yes.” There was another sigh, deeper and more heartfelt. “But I can’t do none of that stuff. That wouldn’t be Right”

Maskerade

“There is a very interesting debate raging at the moment about the nature of sin, for example,” said Oats.

“And what do they think? Against it, are they?” said Granny Weatherwax.

“It’s not as simple as that. It’s not a black and white issue. There are so many shades of gray.”

“Nope.”

“Pardon?”

“There’s no grays, only white that’s got grubby. I’m surprised you don’t know that. And sin, young man, is when you treat people as things. Including yourself. That’s what sin is.”

“It’s a lot more complicated than that—”

“No. It ain’t. When people say things are a lot more complicated than that, they means they’re getting worried that they won’t like the truth. People as things, that’s where it starts.”

“Oh, I’m sure there are worse crimes—”

“But they starts with thinking about people as things…”

Carpe Jugulum

I enjoyed all of these books, but they’re all written before I think Pratchett really found his fire, and found a successor for the witches series in Tiffany Aching. They are still very much worth reading, especially for character context if you’re an adult planning to read the Tiffany Aching books.

I do have to note that while Nanny Ogg is a good character and seems like a wonderful personality, her portrayal as the matriarch of the Ogg family is tyranically abusive towards her family and especially anyone unlucky enough to marry into it. It’s played for jokes because the characterization happened in the ’80s and the books are largely written in the ’90s, but it works against her character, this series, and even the portrayal of Lord Vetinari’s tyranny over Ankh-Morpork.

The witches are largely centered in the small mountain kingdom of Lancre, rich in magic, but they travel to other parts of the disc as well.

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§Death and the Paranatural

Death is a skeletal figure in black robes who carries a scythe, because that’s what people believe the figure of Death should be. He (sigh, Death first appeared in The Color of Magic and Mort was published in 1987, and while I do remember reading about sie/hir and such in the ’90s, Death the Grim Reaper is represented as male – presumably because, well, that’s what people believe about Death) lives in a manor outside time, rides a white horse named Binky, has a manservant named Albert and a granddaughter named Susan, and takes an interest in his charges a bit more than the universe would like him to.

Death is a great character and a highlight of every book he appears in (which is nearly all of them) and Susan is an amazingly great character, I found their books not quite as satisfying as the previously-listed sub-series, despite that they make some of the best points about what it means to be human.

Susan hated Literature. She’d much prefer to read a good book.

— Soul Music

“Just a minute,” said Lobsang. “Who are you? Time has stopped, the world is given over to…fairy tales and monsters, and there’s a schoolteacher walking around?”

“Best kind of person to have,” said Susan. “We don’t like silliness. Anyway, I told you. I’ve inherited certain talents.”

“Like living outside of time?”

“That’s one of them.”

“It’s a weird talent for a schoolteacher!”

“Good for marking, though,” said Susan calmly.

Thief of Time

The second audiobook releases are a great experience thanks to extended outstanding performances by Peter Serafinowicz as the voice of Death. He’s in nearly all of the novels in this capacity, but you get a lot more those performances here.

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§Rincewind and the Wizards

Rincewind is a cowardly “wizzard” (sic) who can’t do magic, and whose talents include getting into scary situations and getting out of them. He’s a one-joke character: he’s a coward who runs away from things. These books are largely parodies, starting with more traditional fantasy novels and progressing into, well, a bunch of jokes about Australia.

The last two of these books are really good, but largely because they don’t center themselves on Rincewind.

The saving grace for the earlier books are its supporting characters:

  • The Luggage, a chest of sapient pearwood with hundreds of legs

  • The Librarian, a human turned into an orangutan in a magical accident and would prefer to keep it that way

  • Mustrum Ridcully, introduced in Moving Pictures as the latest Archchancellor of Unseen University, who plays as foil to the faculty

  • Ponder Stibbons, introduced as a student in Moving Pictures and later becomes head of Inadvisably Applied Magic, who creates Hex, the Disc’s first computer

Any true wizard, faced with a sign like ‘Do not open this door. Really. We mean it. We’re not kidding. Opening this door will mean the end of the universe,’ would automatically open the door in order to see what all the fuss is about. This made signs rather a waste of time, but at least it meant that when you handed what was left of the wizard to his grieving relatives you could say, as they grasped the jar, ‘We told him not to.’

The Last Continent

The wizards generally feature heavily in the Death series, and occasionally in other books in Ankh-Morpork, such as Thud! and Making Money, but you can pick up on what you need to from those books just fine.

They’re also the books that cover the most locales on Discworld; if you find yourself looking at a map of Discworld and wonder “what’s that place, I haven’t heard of it yet?”, chances are Rincewind visited it at some point.

The Colour of Magic • The Light Fantastic • Sourcery • Eric / FaustInteresting TimesThe Last Continent • The Last HeroUnseen Academicals

§Ancient Civilizations

Some descriptions of the books in the series put Pyramids and Small Gods together under an Ancient Civilizations series, but Pyramids deals with the weight of culture and Small Gods is the only book to eschew publication-order chronology and is officially set some time long ago; other than that they don’t have much in common.

“The diameter divides into the circumference, you know. It ought to be three times. You’d think so, wouldn’t you? But does it? No. Three point one four one and lots of other figures. There’s no end to the buggers. Do you know how pissed off that makes me?”

“I expect it makes you extremely pissed off,” said Teppic politely.

“Right. It tells me that the Creator used the wrong kind of circles. It’s not even a proper number! I mean, three point five, you could respect. Or three point three. That’d look right.” He stared morosely at the pie.”

Pyramids

“The merest accident of microgeography had meant that the first man to hear the voice of Om, and who gave Om his view of humans, was a shepherd and not a goatherd. They have quite different ways of looking at the world, and the whole of history might have been different. For sheep are stupid, and have to be driven. But goats are intelligent, and need to be led.”

— Small Gods

While I enjoyed both of these books, and while they do both stand alone, I don’t feel like either of them are necessarily good enough to make for a satisfactory introduction to Discworld.

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I wanted to highlight a few of my other favorite books from Discworld, but which I don’t think make for good starting points. These are roughly ordered by my personal rating of them:

§Monstrous Regiment (book 31)

Polly Perks runs her family’s inn in the belligerent religious backwater country of Borogravia, and when her brother Paul doesn’t come back from joining the Army, her family is in danger of losing the inn; in Borogravia, women owning property is “an abomination unto Nuggan” (their deity), alongside other abominations such as chocolate, garlic, mushrooms, the color blue, babies, crop rotation, shirts with six buttons, accordion players, and cats. So Polly cuts off her hair, dons a pair of trousers, and joins up with the Army to look for her brother.

This is an amazing book that didn’t make the introductory list because – while I enjoyed it on my first read as my second Discworld novel – I enjoyed it a lot more on my recent re-read, thanks to having all the context from the City Watch books through The Fifth Elephant (which introduce the semaphore towers) and familiarity with William deWorde and the newspaper from The Truth. You could very well start here, but do come back for a re-read after reading those two books.

The pen might not be mightier than the sword, but maybe the printing press was heavier than the siege weapon.

It echoes the parts of Jingo I liked about a stupid war pushed by the ruling class for stupid reasons, and while Vimes plays a significant part, we see the other side of it from someone on the ground who would, had she stuck to her assigned societal role – not even have been on the game board, and even then as a mere private only been one of the pawns.

The enemy wasn’t men, or women, or the old, or even the dead. It was just bleedin’ stupid people, who came in all varieties. And no one had the right to be stupid.

But the war is mostly a backdrop for a larger tale about gender; how superficial and stupid traditional roles are, and how impossibly ridiculous is the idea of a gender binary, and while Polly thinks of herself as a woman throughout the book, just pretending to a boy to achieve greater ends, the book does have at least one transgender character (and probably more) in full refutation of the posthumous attempt by UK transphobes to claim Pratchett as one of their own. The book was written in 2003, and there are good-natured jokes about cross-dressing and gender befuddlement much in the vein of It’s Pat, though these feel like a reminder of a more painfully innocent time.

My problems with this book are echoes of my larger problems with military fiction in general – there is much made about glorifying hazing rituals and the camaraderie and jokes about incompetent officers; and while I understand why people like that sort of thing, I do not, despite working in a field in which all three of those things (substitute officers for management) and are commonplace.

§Thud! (book 34)

The anniversary of Koom Valley – where the dwarfs ambushed the trolls, or the trolls ambushed the dwarfs, depending on who you ask – is coming up. It was a long time ago, but both races have held long grudges over the event, justifying acts of violence against the other to this day with cries of Remember Koom Valley! and they’ve brought this racial tension with them into Ankh-Morpork. A fundamentalist “deep-down” dwarf giving agitating speeches and stoking racial flames is murdered with a troll club is found at the scene, and a famous painting depicting the battle of Koom Valley by an insane artist has gone missing. Vimes has no patience for any of this — no one’s going to start a war on his watch, but he’s also got to deal with an audit from an over-competent clerk, placating the temperance league to take a vampire onto the city watch, and a mysterious troll who wants him to learn a board game. He’s also got to be home at six o’clock prompt every evening to read Where’s My Cow? to his young child, complete with all the animal noises.

This was the third Discworld novel I had read, and twenty years after its publishing date it sadly feels as relevant as ever. Thud! is what convinced me the series had teeth; it is extremely well-plotted and paced and wastes no small detail, from the children’s book, the board game after which the book is named, the auditing clerk and the provisional vampire constable – who Vimes assigns to the werewolf sergeant, with the vampire/werewolf tension a microcosm of the larger dwarf/troll tension that itself feels pulled from modern ethnic resentment, and it all fits together very nicely.

Re-reading this as a parent who’s been through the Where’s My Cow? phase of reading material, it hit me a bit differently:

Would a minute have mattered? No, probably not, although his young son appeared to have a very accurate internal clock. Possibly even 2 minutes would be okay. Three minutes, even. You could go to five minutes, perhaps. But that was just it. If you could go for five minutes, then you’d go to ten, then half an hour, a couple of hours…and not see your son all evening. So that was that. Six o’clock, prompt. Every day. Read to young Sam. No excuses. He’d promised himself that. No excuses. No excuses at all. Once you had a good excuse, you opened the door to bad excuses.

especially with how this ties into Vimes’s philosophy of policing:

Beating people up in little rooms…he knew where that led. And if you did it for a good reason, you’d do it for a bad one. You couldn’t say “we’re the good guys” and do bad-guy things.

There were a few moments, rereading this in the 2020s, where I had to remind myself that the Ankh-Morpork City Watch are not the police we know here and now, and Vimes’s insistence that the answer to “who watches the watchmen” is I do feels painfully naïve. But the overarching narrative about racial animosity and conflict, and how it’s so often stoked by those desiring to keep or maintain power, is unfortunately as relevant as ever.

§Night Watch (book 29)

Sam Vimes and some of the old-timer watchmen (and disturbingly, Lord Vetinari) prepare to observe some remembrance they all vehemently do not want to talk about. A serial killer is on the loose in Ankh-Morpork and just murdered an off-duty sergeant, and when the Watch has him cornered on the roof of the Unseen University library, Vimes goes after him personally. A magical storm throws them both back into the past, when young Vimes was a new recruit, shortly before the events the old-timers were set to observe. Young Vimes’s mentor was killed prematurely by the serial killer, and it’s up to old Vimes to hold everything together. Maybe he can change history while he’s at it.

Night Watch is proof that the grim greatness of The Amazing Maurice was not a fluke; it turns the dark grittiness all the way up, and while most of the humor is of the gallows variety, it is in many ways the opposite of grimdark; it is about hope (which in Going Postal is called the greatest of treasures), or perhaps its cynical counterpart: determination; it is a story about revolutionary politics, revisiting the cynical take from Interesting Times in a far better manner, and perhaps most relevant for our times it is a story ethics in policing and about how justice does not look like Judge Dredd.

Keep the peace. That was the thing. People often failed to understand what that meant. You’d go to some life-threatening disturbance like a couple of neighbors scrapping in the street over who owned the hedge between their properties, and they’d both be bursting with aggrieved self-righteousness, both yelling, their wives would either be having a private scrap on the side or would have adjourned to a kitchen for a shared pot of tea and a chat, and they all expected you to sort it out.

And they could never understand that it wasn’t your job. Sorting it out was a job for a good surveyor and a couple of lawyers, maybe. Your job was to quell the impulse to bang their stupid fat heads together, to ignore the affronted speeches of dodgy self-justification, to get them to stop shouting and to get them off the street. Once that had been achieved, your job was over. You weren’t some walking god, dispensing finely tuned natural justice. Your job was simply to bring back peace.

I said in my city watch series overview it feels weird to recommend in the 2020s and this book exemplifies why I would recommend them for these times: The city is run by a paranoid, despotic madman; an arm of the city’s law enforcement basically kidnaps people off the street and either tortures or disappears them, and the other branches treat bribery as some sort of due; and it is into this that a skilled leader with principles tries to make a difference – not just against what’s going on, but also against what they know happened before.

The story is masterfully plotted and paced, and makes some of the best use of Pratchett’s narrative style which foregoes letting us in on everything the characters know; we the readers are left to figure out what had happened the first time around mostly by virtue of how it’s different from what is happening this time around; the narrative layering is extremely well-done, from Vimes’s literal chance to be his own mentor to the recurring “angels rise up” song and our growing understanding of its meaning.

You could probably enjoy this book without reading the previous Watch novels, though it is entirely worth reading through them (and Thief of Time for an into to the Time Monks) to get to this book.

§Wintersmith (book 35)

Thirteen-year-old Tiffany is now apprenticing with Miss Treason, a witch of 113 years who scares the people of her steading. Miss Treason takes Tiffany to the dark Morris dance to welcome in the winter, which Tiffany joins in despite Miss Treason’s stern (and mysterious) warnings not to. Tiffany has disrupted some very powerful magic, and if she doesn’t put things right, winter will never end.

As with the previous Tiffany Aching books, this is a coming-of-age story; partly about courtship and romance (and the experience of being the target of persistent, unrequited obsession) and partly again, about taking responsibility for one’s actions. While the main plot with the titular ice elemental is pretty flat, I did enjoy the ending.

What I really enjoy about this book is Tiffany’s interactions with the other witches – the slow discovery of Miss Treason’s secret, the indirect training of Tiffany that Granny Weatherwax has taken on, the way Tiffany rallies the other young witches to support a disliked fellow. This is also the best portrayal of Nanny Ogg in the entire set of books. And, how all of this is a way of teaching the headstrong Tiffany empathy:

A witch didn’t do things because they seemed a good idea at the time! That was practically cackling. You had to deal every day with people who were foolish and lazy and untruthful and downright unpleasant, and you could certainly end up thinking that the world would be considerably improved if you gave them a slap. But you didn’t because, as Miss Tick had once explained:

a) it would make the world a better place for only a very short time;
b) it would then make the world a slightly worse place; and
c) you’re not supposed to be as stupid as they are.

§Jingo (book 21)

A lost land rises from the sea, halfway between Ankh-Morpork and the desert empire of Klatch, and both countries seek to lay claim to it. War breaks out after an assassination attempt on the Klatchian prince while he’s visiting Ankh-Morpork; Lord Vetinari resigns by law, leaving the city under the martial command of Lord Rust, eager for a military victory he has no capacity to earn, but who nevertheless believes wars are outside the rules of justice. Sam Vimes disagrees, and just maybe he can stop the war before it gets underway.

This is my favorite book thus far in the publication order; it also relies the most on the previous characterizations of everyone in the Watch series; the contrast between Carrot’s idealistic rules-following – which gets him sucked into the war – and Vimes’s cynicism and distrust of rules (despite his job of enforcing them). The way Vimes approaches stopping the war is one of my favorite moments in the entire collection of books. In particular, as someone living in the United States in the 2020s, the relationship between Vimes and Rust is particularly satisfying:

Not a muscle moved on Rust’s face. There was a clink as Vimes’s badge was set neatly on the table.

“I don’t have to take this,” Vimes said calmly.

“Oh, so you’d rather be a civilian, would you?”

“A watchman is a civilian, you inbred streak of pus!”

Furthermore, this book provides one of the longest glimpses in the entire series to watching Vetinari at work, which was quite satisfying thanks to the provided mystery and source of humor from the usual Watch comic relief.

§The Last Hero (book 27)

Cohen the Barbarian and his elderly horde are having one final adventure: returning fire to the gods — with interest. That is, they plan to blow up Cori Celesti, home of the gods. Ankh-Morpork gets wind of this, and realize it will disrupt the Disc’s magical field enough to effectively destroy the world, so they launch a mission to stop him, bringing Rincewind along as liaison.

Lord Vetinari was not a man who delighted in the technical. There were two cultures, as far as he was concerned. One was the real one, the other was occupied by people who liked machinery and ate pizza at unreasonable hours.

This is a short book that also comes in a version richly-illustrated by longtime Discworld illustrator Paul Kidby, and I highly recommend tracking down a physical copy of that from your library if they have it. It’s a good story, and the best one to prominently feature Rincewind; though it helps that he’s only one of a handful of main characters. The main subtext about heroes and stories didn’t land for me, but I didn’t care too much – Cohen and his entourage’s banter was quite funny regardless. We get our longest view yet of Leonard du Quirm – the disc’s equivalent of Leonardo d’Vinci – and his flying machine was a blast (literally and figuratively). We also get a significant chunk of time with the Librarian, who livens up every book he’s in.

If you’re already familiar with the Ankh-Morpork cast of characters but haven’t read any of the previous Wizard books, you’ll probably do okay with this one; the UU faculty are featured in Interesting Times and The Last Continent, and Cohen’s horde is featured in Interesting Times, but those books aren’t very good and if you don’t mind picking things up as you go and otherwise suspending your disbelief enough taking certain ideas as given (something Discworld encourages), you can skip them.

§Unseen Academicals (book 37)

Unseen University discovered that one of their major endowments depends on the college running a football (soccer) team, and will soon expire from neglect unless they play a game. Meanwhile, some of the university’s support staff are involved with rival teams for street football – a rowdy, violent game where the crowd moves the field about as part of “the shove” – and they suspect the wizards are up to something. What will become of Ankh-Morpork’s first official football game in decades?

This is hands-down the best book in the wizards series, mostly because it relegates the wizards to supporting characters and instead focuses on four of their support staff, all of whom are very well-written and enjoyable to read.

Without getting too into spoilers, one of the main characters provides a direct challenge to the racist fantasy trope that a species/race created to be evil is irredeemable and how such a notion is inherently incompatible with the idea of free will.

This book also contains perhaps the best Vetinari speech in the series:

The Patrician took a sip of his beer. “I have told this to few people, gentlemen, and I suspect never will again, but one day when I was a young boy on holiday in Uberwald I was walking along the bank of a stream when I saw a mother otter with her cubs. A very endearing sight, I’m sure you will agree, and even as I watched, the mother otter dived into the water and came up with a plump salmon, which she subdued and dragged on to a half-submerged log. As she ate it, while of course it was still alive, the body split and I remember to this day the sweet pinkness of its roes as they spilled out, much to the delight of the baby otters who scrambled over themselves to feed on the delicacy. One of nature’s wonders, gentlemen: mother and children dining on mother and children. And that’s when I first learned about evil. It is built into the very nature of the universe. Every world spins in pain. If there is any kind of supreme being, I told myself, it is up to all of us to become his moral superior.”

My main gripe with this book comes from the repeated desire for “worth” by Mr. Nutt, where it came from and why, and how horribly that conflicts with a more tranquil notion of purpose as discussed in Monk and Robot about how it’s enough to just… exist. This is a recurring theme for Pratchett in the later books, and it bothers me in the same way that a lot of how his antagonists are “embodiment of the force of (thing)” bothers me because those ideas have been used to justify real-world harms.

§Thief of Time (book 26)

Jeremy Clockson, an orphan raised by the guild of clockmakers, is very good at making clocks, but not much else, and is commissioned by a mysterious woman to build the most accurate clock possible. The job comes with an Igor. Lobsang Ludd, an orphan raised by the Thieves Guild with a preternatural ability to move quickly, is discovered by the Monks of Time, whom he gives a challenge, and he’s apprenticed to Lu-Tze the sweeper in an attempt to solve multiple problems at the monastery of time. Meanwhile, Susan Sto-Lat, now a schoolteacher, is summoned by her grandfather because the Auditors of Reality are up to something again, and Susan can do things Death can’t.

I first read this book about twenty years ago and enjoyed it quite a bit at the time, even though I hadn’t read any earlier book in publication order. On the recent read-through, I enjoyed both a bit more and a bit less. I enjoyed it a bit more because I had all the extra context from Susan’s backstory, the previous run-ins with the Auditors, and a bit more appreciation for the metaphysics of what the History Monks are doing.

I enjoyed it a bit less, because I’m far more skeptical now of westerners poking fun at things from other cultures. Nothing in this book approaches the catastrophe that is Interesting Times, but having Lu-Tze’s treasured sayings be reinterpretations of things from a woman who runs an Ankh-Morpork boarding house felt a bit weird. It’s a small wrinkle in an otherwise wonderful invention Pratchett had with the History Monks.

Susan Sto-Lat is at her best in this book, and it’s the best story she’s in – I’m sad to say it’s also the last. The end third after the Auditors of Reality succeed in their plan provides some great commentary about what it means to be alive, and the notion that everything must be orderly and measured is given the sort of ideological thrashing it deserves.


And if you’re still reading this, well, maybe it’s time to go read a book.