2011: 38. Sourcery

“There was a man and he had eight sons.  Apart from that, he was nothing more than a comma on the page of History,  It’s sad, but that’s all you can say about some people.”

Sourcery, Terry Pratchett

        I would say that I am doling the remaining Pratchett novels out to myself, but once I heard about his terrible diagnosis (early onset Alzheimer’s), I have slowed down considerably.  I love the Discworld so, I hate to think of a day when there are no new novels left.  What a terrible thing.

        Anyway, now that I’ve been totally depressing, let’s talk Sourcery.  It’s early Pratchett, which is a slightly different beast than the phenomenal new stuff.  Which is to stay it is still fun and silly, but it lacks the humanity and wisdom of say, Nation or the Tiffany Aching books.  I think, if you’d never read any Pratchett, you’d think this was pretty good, and if you’d read a lot, you might find it a bit lacking.  Especially, at least in my opinion, because its a wizards book (just to remind you, I like 1) the Nightwatch, 2) the witches, and 3) the wizards).  But not as good Pratchett is still pretty good, and I, of course, enjoyed reading this one.

       It’s the story of the eighth son of an eighth son, who, of course, became a wizard.  But then, against all expectations, he married (wizards don’t), and he had eight sons.  And the eighth son became something more powerful than could be imagined - he became a sourceror.  And chaos ensued!  And we have our old friends Rincewind (the world’s most inept and cowardly wizard), and the Luggage (made of sentient pearwood), and it’s all just lovely and Discworld-y.  But if you aren’t already a fan, I recommend you try The Wee Free Men instead.

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