It is quite unfair to ask me to pick my favourite Discworld book. I’ve read them for too long and under too many moods, I’ve grown up with them and returned to certain books one or two years later to discover entirely different points of joy. The world of the series is too large and diverse. There are too many characters and too many trajectories, and I have my favourites among all of them. I don’t know how to choose one over the others, so I’ll make up this post with the two books that I’ve gone back most often to read. These would be:
Both are Ankh-Morpork books and by listing them I feel I’m doing injustice to the Ramtops witches, to Death, and even to Rincewind and the wizards of the Unseen University. Too many excellent characters and stories are being left out. If you haven’t read Discworld, this post and the last will do no justice to it at all.
On the other hand, if you have, let this be my opportunity to entreat you to wear lilac two days from now in honour of Truth, Justice, Reasonably Priced Love and (not to forget) A Hard-Boiled Egg.