I like snail mail. I like opening envelopes to find out what’s inside. Even the post at work. I’m nosy like that.
I watched Going Postal several years ago – I think it was a TV movie, possibly by ITV, like the adaptation of The Hogfather. I’ve been trying to work my way through Terry Pratchett’s Discworld series ever since. Slowly, though. As I find them in charity shops or the library. And find the moment to read them.
This week, finally, I found the time to read Going Postal, which concerns a con-man’s attempts to resurrect the state mail service in Ankh-Morpork alongside the much faster, almost mafia-controlled clacks (think telegrams).
Come hell or high water, the mail must get through. And there’s a lot of hell for Moist von Lipwig, the new Postmaster. It wasn’t his first choice of career, but Lord Vetinari made it clear: Postmaster (with a golem for a probation officer), or be hanged for his various con-man crimes.
I remember greatly enjoying the film back then, and now I greatly enjoyed the book. It is, I feel, one of the better Discworld novels of the half dozen or so which I’ve read.
One of my reading aims, over the next few years, is to read the entire Discworld collection. I’ve read a handful before – I had this intention in college, only then it was to read them in order, and I became distracted about five books in. And the first one I ever actually read was The Hogfather, because I’d just seen the film version.
Then, I had access to my sister’s up-to-date collection. Now, I have to gather my own. So I’m going to read them as I find them, in whichever random order that happens to be.
And the first is Soul Music, when Susan finds out about her family, and Music With Rocks In becomes an issue.
I’m not going to lie, I don’t think this is going to be my favourite Discworld novel. But that’s okay, because it’s not going to stop me from continuing to collect and read the rest – I already have The Colour of Magic lined up for in a-pile-of-books’ time. That, and I know I enjoy others in the series, so I’m not going to write off the ones I haven’t yet read on the basis of one so-so one.
It’s a shame, really, that I find Soul Music so-so, because I do actually like the characters. I just didn’t particularly like the story. However. There’s always one in a series, and hopefully it’ll just be this one. Which means that the Discworld can only get better.