The Light Fantastic by Terry Pratchett

Terry Pratchett's profoundly irreverent novels are consistent number one bestsellers in England, where they have garnered him a revered position in the halls of parody next to Mark Twain, Kurt Vonnegut, Douglas Adams, and Carl Hiaasen. In The Light Fantastic only one individual can save the world from a disastrous collision. Unfortunately, the hero happens to be the singularly inept wizard Rincewind, who was last seen falling off the edge of the world...

The first book had at least the novelty of the Discworld going on for it. This book reveals a little more of the world, but there is nothing interesting about it. The plot is also not very exciting, neither are any of the scenes or characters.

As fun as it does end up being in places, the book is not at all engaging and seems to be more interested in being funny than in telling a good story. That isn't necessarily a bad thing, but I never really cared for any of the main cast of characters, none of which is more than a walking, talking fantasy trope. It is still early in Pratchett's career though, and I can certainly see why his style is so beloved. Doing good in the style department, not so good in the substance one. I will surely come back to the Discworld, but as of now I can't really say I fell in love with the series so many people rave about.

This was really fun. Again, not quite what Discworld becomes, but really fun. I loved the additions of Cohen and Bethan, and of course early Wizards. The climax is so exciting. I'm really glad I'm rereading these.