“The last thing the wizard Drum Billet did, before Death laid a bony hand on his shoulder, was to pass on his staff of power to the eighth son of an eighth son. Unfortunately for his colleagues in the chauvinistic (not to say misogynistic) world of magic, he failed to check that the baby in question was a son. Everybody knows that there’s no such thing as a female wizard. But now it’s gone and happened, there’s nothing much anyone can do about it. Let the battle of the sexes begin…”
What I thought:
Okay, so, erm, my only notes for this are ‘love Granny Weatherwax <3’
I fail at reviewing this series, I really do.
There were fashions in wizardry, just like anything else; sometimes wizards were thin and gaunt and talked to animals (the animals didn’t listen, but it’s the thought that counts) while at other times they tended towards the dark and saturnine, with little black pointed beards. Currently Aldermanic was In. Cutangle swelled with modesty.
I might just drown you in quotes and hope that does the trick… *hides*
I chose to read Equal Rites because I’d just had a couple of disappointing reads, and knew Pratchett would make it all better. He did 🙂 Equal Rites was every bit as mad as I needed it to be, and made me laugh on every page. My phone is littered with pictures of quotes! (hence why I can drown you in them today – the temptation to just throw the actual book at you is BIG)
And thus it was that while the entire faculty of Unseen University were dining in the venerable hall the doors were flung back with a dramatic effect that was rather spoiled when one of them rebounded off a waiter and caught Granny a crack on the shin. Instead of the defiant strides she had intended to make across the chequered floor she was forced to half-hop, half-limp. But she hoped that she hopped with dignity.
But it didn’t just make me laugh, it also made me think, and that’s why it’s my current favourite Discworld novel. I do have 38 left to read, of course, so I imagine that’ll be topped sooner or later – I have high hopes for Mort, actually, which I’ve possibly already read by the time you see this review on my blog 🙂
Sometimes he seemed to be saying that nothing existed unless people thought it did, and the world was really only there at all because people kept on imagining it. But then he seemed to be saying that there were lots of worlds, all nearly the same and all sort of occupying the same place but all separated by the thickness of a shadow, so that everything that ever could happen would have somewhere to happen in.
Equal Rites was just the right amount of hilarity and philosophy for a novel as mad as this series. It can be read independently, so if you haven’t read The Colour of Magic and The Light Fantastic then this won’t spoil anything. I only recommend that you do start somewhere, because these really are magical.
Have you read Equal Rites? What’s your favourite Discworld novel? Get some cookies, drop me a comment and let’s get this book club going!
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