Toot, toot! Time for Raising Steam by Terry Pratchett.
This is the last Discworld book about Moist von Lipwig, and I’m looking forward to seeing how he’ll con everyone this time around.
I’m also looking forward to seeing how Lord Vetinari will – very subtly – threaten to have him killed if he doesn’t use those conman skills for the good of Ankh-Morpork.
Also, the above is total hogwash, because I already finished the book. But I wrote the draft of this post before I started and I’m not going to change it just because the sun has been hiding for a week, so I haven’t had the lighting a photo of a Discworld book deserves.
On to the owl photo. Hoot, hoot!
by Terry Pratchett
To the consternation of the patrician, Lord Vetinari, a new invention has arrived in Ankh-Morpork – a great clanging monster of a machine that harnesses the power of all the elements: earth, air, fire and water. This being Ankh-Morpork, it’s soon drawing astonished crowds, some of whom caught the zeitgeist early and arrive armed with notepads and very sensible rainwear.
Moist von Lipwig is not a man who enjoys hard work – as master of the Post Office, the Mint and the Royal Bank his input is, of course, vital… but largely dependent on words, which are fortunately not very heavy and don’t always need greasing. However, he does enjoy being alive, which makes a new job offer from Vetinari hard to refuse…
Steam is rising over Discworld, driven by Mister Simnel, the man wi’ t’flat cap and sliding rule who has an interesting arrangement with the sine and cosine. Moist will have to grapple with gallons of grease, goblins, a fat controller with a history of throwing employees down the stairs and some very angry dwarfs if he’s going to stop it all going off the rails…