3: Terry Pratchett, Going Postal

I haven't actually read any Discworld since highschool, which seems a little strange and shameful considering the number of people I know who have read every single book in the series. And it's taken me several years to read Going Postal, which also seems strange, given that I was living with a Pratchett fan with family members in the postal service when the book came out.

I'd forgotten how much I really, really liked Pratchett- sure, there are moments when the book is over the top and emotionally manipulative, but then there are moments of spine tingling, profound awesome, like Mr. Pump's actuarial approach to murder, and more or less every time Vetinari appeared on page. I'd somehow forgotten how much I enjoyed Vetinari- now I need to find a book about the Watch to see if I still enjoy Vimes as much as I used to.

It's taking me longer to read books now that I can't just spend a day in one of the chairs in the library; I read Going Postal on my meal breaks at work and then finished it as a treat for doing my homework on Sunday.

I now have The Alchemist by Paulo Coehlo, Cities of Coin and Spice by Cat Valente, and one of the Aubrey and Maturin books (for real, this time!) out from the library; hopefully I will find myself more time to read this week.