2008: 153. Going Postal


“The flotillas of the dead sailed around the world on underwater rivers.

Very nearly nobody knew about them.”

Going Postal, Terry Pratchett

You will see a lot of Pratchett (and a little Gaiman) in the next few posts, because I am (finally) blogging about the books I read just before I had my c-section, when I was super nervous about what was going to happen, whether the baby would come early, would things be ok, etc., and, accordingly, I decided I wanted a whole bunch of comfort reading - so I turned to these two fine, funny, charming authors to keep me distracted in the last days.  This is actually a re-read for me - I thought I might have actually blogged about it, but it must have been just before I started my blog, one of the first Pratchett books I ever read (maybe its time for a Terry Pratchett project after the Agatha Christie Project is done?).  The reason I chose to re-read it is that I had purchased his newer book, Making Money, which is something of a sequel to this one, and I thought I should refresh my memory it and its inimitable hero,  Moist von Lipwing*, before I busted out the new novel.  

Moist starts the novel about to be hung for his crimes as a confidence man and trickster.  He steps off the scaffold and expects immediate death - instead he finds himself in the chambers of Ankh-Morpork’s rule, the Patrician Lord Vetinari, who offers him an chance at a new life.  He can either take over the failed Ankh-Morpork’s postal service (which has been undone by the “clacks” - Pratchett’s take on e-mail, which is run by a corrupt cabal that keeps killing postmasters - or is the killer undelivered mail, which has taken on a life of its own?) or he can be hung again.  He takes the obvious choice, planning on fleeing at the first chance, but finds himself slowly being dragged into actually making things work - mostly because it is an impossible task, and he finds himself quite good at making impossible things happen with the greatest amount of drama possible - and beating down the bad guys with his sheer cheek alone!  Great, great fun - even better than I had remembered. 

*He knows what a horrible name it is. 

Date/Place Completed: 10/5/08; D.C.

Categories: Fiction; Re-read; Book Resolution

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