検索キーワード： 著者 "Terry Pratchett" すべてのカテゴリー

William de Worde is the accidental editor of the Discworld's first newspaper. Now he must cope with the traditional perils of a journalist's life - people who want him dead, a recovering vampire with a suicidal fascination for flash photography, some more people who want him dead in a different way and, worst of all, the man who keeps begging him to publish pictures of his humorously shaped potatoes.

The Royal Bank is facing a crisis, and it's time for a change of management. There are a few problems that may arise with the job.... The Chief Cashier is almost certainly a vampire - there's something nameless in the cellar and it turns out that the Royal Mint runs at a loss. Meanwhile, people actually want to know where the money's gone. It's a job for life. But, as former con-man Moist von Lipwig is learning, that life is not necessarily a long one. He's about to be exposed as a fraud, but if he's lucky the Assassins' Guild might get him first.

Women belong in the kitchen - everyone knows that. Not in jobs, pubs or indeed trousers, and certainly not on the front line. Nonetheless, Polly Perks has to become a boy in a hurry if she wants to find her missing brother in the army. Cutting off her hair and wearing the trousers is easy. Learning to fart and belch in public and walk like an ape takes more time. There's a war on. There's always a war on, and Polly and her fellow raw recruits are suddenly in the thick of it. All they have on their side is the most artful sergeant in the army and a vampire with a lust for coffee.

Change is in the air for Moist von Lipwig, swindler, con-man and (naturally) head of the Royal Bank and Post Office. A steaming, clanging new invention - a steam locomotive named Iron Girder, to be precise - is drawing astonished crowds. Suddenly it's a matter of national importance that the trains run on time. Moist does not enjoy hard work. His input at the bank and post office consists mainly of words, which are not that heavy. Or greasy. And it certainly doesn't involve rickety bridges, runaway cheeses or a fat controller with knuckledusters.

Moist von Lipwig is a con artist and a fraud and a man faced with a life choice: be hanged, or put the ailing postal service of Ankh-Morpork back on its feet. It's a tough decision. The post is a creaking old institution, overshadowed by new technology. But there are people who still believe in it and Moist must become one of them if he's going to see that the mail gets through, come rain, hail, sleet, dogs, the Post Office Workers Friendly and Benevolent Society, an evil chairman...and a midnight killer. Getting a date with Adora Bell Dearheart would be nice, too.

"In the beginning, there was nothing but endless flatness. Then came the Carpet." That’s the old story that every tiny citizen of the empire found in the Carpet knows. But now a new story is in the making. The story of Fray, sweeping a trail of destruction across the Carpet, of power-hungry villains wreaking havoc, and of two brothers on an adventure to end all adventures.

Todo lo que pide es que se le concedan tres deseos: el dominio sobre todos los reinos del mundo, la mujer más bella que haya existido jamás y vivir por toda la eternidad. Vamos, lo de siempre. Solo tendría que chasquear los dedos... Si hubiera invocado al ser adecuado.

La Guardia Nocturna de la ciudad de Ank-Morkpok no tiene mucho trabajo. De los crímenes se ocupan los Gremios de Ladrones y de Asesinos, sin pasarse de una cuota fija al mes, por supuesto. Así, esta guardia destartalada y sin sentido de existencia consta de tan solo tres hombres: el capitán Vimes, el sargento Colon y el cabo Nobbs. Cuando un nuevo recluta, el idealista enano de casi dos metros llamado Zanahoria Fundidordehierroson, se integra en su equipo y no tiene mejor idea que arrestar a ladrones y asesinos haciendo cumplir la Ley, los tres veteranos guardias verán cómo su rutina se rompe.