A Constant Reader

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This is book #2 of the Death series one of my favourites characters of Discworld. On this one Azrael, Death's boss, becomes aware that Discworld's Death is developing a personality so he decides to make him mortal because he wasn't doing his job right. Now under the identity of Bill Door, Death finds a job as a farmer and he start enjoying the pleasures of being alive.
Meanwhile, in the city of Ankh-Morpork, weird things start to happen since there's a large amount of life force that's causing chaos: there are a lot of poltergeist, ghosts and zombies on the loose.

I'm really enjoying the Death series, he is such a great character that allows Pratchett to express his vision of mortality in a clever and hilarious way. This book particularly holds a great message behind all the jokes: it's never to late to enjoy life and it's pleasures. The final paragraphs of this book has been one of the most amazing things I ever read, it made me laugh but at the same time left me thinking.

Of course that this book is extremely funny there's a lot of great characters (my favourites on this one were the wizards of the Unseen University, they were hilarious) as well as Pratchett typical nonsenses like a pile of living manure and a dyslexic chicken. But certainly what I enjoyed the most was that last message, it was really beautiful. Wherever you are Terry, thank you for all this magic.

If you haven't read any Pratchett book what are you waiting? I think that these are books that anyone should try, they are really amazing and very different from anything that I've read before. Totally recommended for people that take life so seriously, although I recommend reading [b:Mort|386372|Mort (Discworld, #4; Death, #1)|Terry Pratchett|https://d.gr-assets.com/books/1388181166s/386372.jpg|1857065] before trying this one.

“Picture a tall, dark figure, surrounded by cornfields...
NO, YOU CAN'T RIDE A CAT. WHO EVER HEARD OF THE DEATH OF RATS RIDING A CAT? THE DEATH OF RATS WOULD RIDE SOME KIND OF DOG.
Picture more fields, a great horizon-spanning network of fields, rolling in gentle waves...
DON'T ASK ME I DON'T KNOW. SOME KIND OF TERRIER, MAYBE.
...fields of corn, alive, whispering in the breeze...
RIGHT, AND THE DEATH OF FLEAS CAN RIDE IT TOO. THAT WAY YOU KILL TWO BIRDS WITH ONE STONE.
...awaiting the clockwork of the seasons.
METAPHORICALLY.”