My access right into Pratchett’s Discworld stories was instead unsatisfactory: The Colour of Magic was as well dull for me, too crazy, too everywhere. The second volume makes it far better and also shines with a clear plot framework, great absurdism and also fantastic play with stereotypes and tropes. Pratchett’s Discworld is thus publicly proclaimed my significant task for the current quarter of the year! Mild weak points between middle and end, or else really enjoyable. And here comes the DEATH. I don´t know how many personifications of evanescence might have been inspired by this skinny buddy, but hardly someone came closer to demonstrate the importance of carpe diem than this human studying manifestation of the not so grim reaper with time management issues. In the Unseen University, the head wizard, Galder, calls up Death and asks him what is happening. Death explains that Rincewind has the eighth spell of the Octavo book in his head, and if the spells are not together by Hogswatch, the spells will destroy the disc. Galder sends wizards into the Skund Forest to find Rincewind. Meanwhile, the wizard Trymon goes to the library and takes out the book "The Pyramid of Tshut," which will help him find the spell. He knows whoever finds the spell has the potential to be very powerful. Some timid, rare Sci-Fi buds spring in the, unofficially second half, of the tour de force introduction into the settings of the Discworld, including multi dimensions, human sacrifice, possession, lynch mobs, and the apocalypse. The reality being that the eighth spell that is missing from the Octavo (book) and lodged instead in Rincewind, is going to be needed.

I'm pretty sure people have told me about Pratchett and his Diskworld series before, usually working in the phrase "He's the Douglas Adams of fantasy" into the description. But the problem was that I always felt that I had had enough of Adams after the third Hithiker's Guide to the Galaxy book, and whenever I scanned Pratchett's section in the bookstore I was immediately put off by not knowing where to start reading among the approximately five hundred thousand Diskworld books. I'm glad I finally took the time to find out that these two books, The Colour of Magic and The Light Fantastic, jointly comprise the first tale in the series, and that they were definitely worth reading. Humorously entertaining. . . subtly thought-provoking. . . . Pratchett’s Discworld books are filled with humor and with magic, but they're rooted in—of all things—real life and cold, hard reason.”— Chicago Tribune What it doesn’t need is a singularly inept and cowardly wizard, still recovering from the trauma of falling off the edge of the world, or a well-meaning tourist and his luggage which has a mind (and legs) of its own.

Madmen," he said. "They say I should do no work because the star comes. I tell them stars have never hurt me, I wish I could say the same about people." The globe is poorer without him however give thanks to goodness he left us so many books to take pleasure in. A lot more could be included now to explain why these two are dropping out of the world, and why Twoflower’s Luggage, last seen desperately trying to follow him on hundreds of little legs, is no ordinary suitcase, but such questions take time and could be more trouble than they are worth. For example, it is said that someone at a party once asked the famous philosopher Ly Tin Weedle ‘Why are you here?’ and the reply took three years.

Thus, this second book in the Discworld series is about the continued adventure of Twoflower, the very first tourist, and Rincewind, the failed wiz(z)ard with only one spell in his head. I found the parting of Twoflower and Rincewind very touching, and was pleased that the luggage got to stay. I know Rincewind will appear again, but I'm not sure about Twoflower. I will miss his cluelessness and occasional moments of sensible observations. He and Rincewind were a fun duo. That being said, I think Rincewind is given a bad rap in the series. I love the hell out of him. He's the ultimate bumbling idiot under the geas of a penultimate Eighth Spell, the casting of which will make or destroy the universe or something, and the making and breaking is ultimately left up only to him. World domination, ultimate power, and invincibility are as ridiculous as popular, but Pratchett gives the setting a new special taste by satirizing it with the allegedly mundane hurdles towards entity status that hide the key to the destruction of the maniac.

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The wizards say he can see the past and future, and they ask him what exactly happened this morning, and the wizard who summoned him begins to his long command chant again….

Rincewind's snappy moods, impatience and crankiness have really grown on me. Irregardless of how distasteful his actions may be at times! I'm not a big reader when it comes to books with apocalypse in it looming just around the corner. Too bleak, I say. But this was a purely fun ride that follows with Rincewind's unfortunate adventures. The disc, being flat, has no real horizon. Any adventurous sailor who got funny ideas from staring at eggs and oranges for too long and set out for the antipodes soon learned that the reason why distant ships sometimes looked as though they were disappearing over the edge of the world was that they were disappearing over the edge of the world.Though the action in The Light Fantastic takes over immediately following the events in the first book, Rincewind has fallen off of the edge of the world, this novel seems to gather momentum from a good but somewhat shaky start and proceed with a comic authority. While The Colour of Magic could have been a funny stand alone, Pratchett’s entry with The Light Fantastic seems to usher in a certainty that the Discworld as a multiverse, as a literary institution, has begun and with no end in sight. At the beginning, we start where the last novel ended and I really think the two books should be considered one story. Twoflower in the ship and Rincewind and the Luggage without a mode of transportation have "gone overboard". However, the most magical book on the entire Dicworld (the Octavo) can't let Rincewind die so magic saves them. So now I'm hooked on the series. I jumped right into Equal Rites and I'm nearly done with that. I'll likely be jumping right into Mort after that.

Rincewind on the other hand, seems to be getting steadily better at escaping the Grim Reaper, not to mention more and more reluctant to join the fight for the Discworld's survival. It looked like the sort of book described in library catalogues as 'slightly foxed', although it would be more honest to admit that it looked as though it had been badgered, wolved and possibly beared as well.”

Book two still follows Rincewind and Two Flower, their adventure continues. I really enjoyed reading this, I think I finally get the world. I can’t wait to see what the author throws at us next. The reason for this is regrettably all too common. When the first explorers from the warm lands around the Circle Sea travelled into the chilly hinterland they filled in the blank spaces on their maps by grabbing the nearest native, pointing at some distant landmark, speaking very clearly in a loud voice, and writing down whatever the bemused man told them. Thus were immortalised in generations of atlases such geographical oddities as Just A Mountain, I Don't Know, What? and, of course, Your Finger You Fool. I had just finished Terry Pratchett's The Color of Magic and wanted to listen to book two, so I got The Light Fantastic in anticipation of another rousing, funny, and satirical story read in the sardonic and fast-paced way as The Color of Magic had been by Nigel Planer. It's a shame it took the passing of Terry Pratchett for me to give this series a second chance. I've had numerous people tell me how much I'd like it. It was recommended again to me when I said I was in a funk and wanted something light and fun just a few days before his passing.