Going Postal

[watervole]

I've just reread Pratchett's 'Going Postal'.  Very few books can make me cry, but there's a point in this one that had me leaking tears both times I read it.

It's the bit that starts "Who will listen to the dead?" when Moist is sending the replacement clacks message.  It builds so beautifully on the idea of the clacksmen keeping the names of the dead living in the system as messages that are forever repeated up and down the line.

It's my favourite of all Pratchett's books.

Comments

[johnrw.livejournal.com]

I've just started 'Making Money' for the first time. I think Moist von Lipwig is my current favourite character and I've found what is possibly my favourite quote

'they said we could trust Mr Lipwig's word 'cos he's as straight as a corkscrew'

A corkscrew?

Yeah, we asked about that too. and they said he acts curly but that's ok 'cos he damn well gets the corks out!

[(Anonymous)]

I love Going Postal myself; funny, frantic and intense with how it treats the character, with some serious and quite moving parts - particularly how the competition ends.

Making Money is a good TP book but not in the same class, at least in my view.

Arg

[thebobby.livejournal.com]

This was me

[elfinessy.livejournal.com]

I hadn't read a TP book since my absolute disappointment in Carpe Jugulum. Then I read Going Postal and it was amazing - the atmosphere, the setting of it was addictive.

remembering the dead

[auntygillian.livejournal.com]

I think I know what you mean, though I haven't read the book.
How can we keep our sister's name alive for her children, when they don't want to have a conversation/don't relate to the idea of mummy? I feel I ought to braver in keeping her name alive.
Hugs.

Re: remembering the dead

[watervole.livejournal.com]

I think it's a case of them becoming old enough to ask for themselves.

I see the photos on the wall every time I visit David and I know she's still alive in his memory.

I think Rosalie is part of why that book speaks so strongly to me. Sometimes, I know it sounds silly, but I talk to her. I see something I know she would have liked and it's as though I turn around and say "Hi, Ros" - but it's a happy thing as a rule - as though I can share it with her.

Sorry, crying now... I still miss her, and I know you do too.