All these stories were serious books with serious stories. This was the era that Star Wars had been released in cinemas, and sci-fi’s younger sibling, fantasy, was really starting to take off for adult readers (as opposed to kid’s books like Enid Blyton’s The Folk of the Faraway Tree and The Wishing Chair). Authors in the ’80s were not messing around. Keeping all of the above in mind (FYI, this paragraph is like a teensy history lesson so feel free to skip it!) some of the other HUGE fantasy novels/series that were published around this time were Magician by Raymond E Feist (1982), The Belgariad by David Eddings (1982-1984), and Ender’s Game by Orson Scott Card (1985). When I read serious books, I write serious reviews… so I apologise in advance! This means when I read funny books, I say funny things, so my reviews are more humorous. You’ll also notice that I am what they call ‘highly influenced’. So, instead of reviewing the story itself (which is what I normally do), what I really want to talk about it how Pratchett started this amazing and wonderful world, how each story is still relevant to what is happening in today’s society (there’s usually some paradoxical metaphor happening), and then just my general summation (ok, I might talk about the plot here). Which is pretty awesome that a book that’s about to turn 35 years old is still being heralded as one of the best fantasy series’ around. *GASP* I know, I know, this is the first time I have eluded to my age… but to be honest, I’m kind of the same age as this book, give or take a few months.

Now, I know for some of you young whippersnappers out there, fifteen wasn’t that long ago but for me, it was the late 1990’s. I first started reading Discworld novels when I was fifteen. And if you would like to join us (one book per month for about 17 years, give or take), then please feel free to make with the clickies over here. There’s an avaricious but inept wizard, a naive tourist whose luggage moves on hundreds of dear little legs, dragons who only exist if you believe in them, and of course THE EDGE of the planet…īefore we get started, I am reading the ENTIRE Discworld series with Nicole from The Bookwork Drinketh. On a world supported on the back of a giant turtle (sex unknown), a gleeful, explosive, wickedly eccentric expedition sets out. The Colour of Magic (Discworld #1) blurb: Book Depository link (link is for clothbound editions pictures above are the versions I own, the paperbacks which I’m not entirely sure you can buy anymore)

The colour of magic the light fantastic