This is book number 18 in the Discworld series.
“Discworld is more complicated and satisfactory than Oz . . . has the energy of The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy and the inventiveness of Alice in Wonderland . . . brilliant.” —A. S. Byatt
When war, magic, politics, and one deliciously inept wizard collide, zany mayhem ensues in this delightful satire in Sir Terry Pratchett’s internationally bestselling Discworld series.
To the fine denizens of Discworld, the phrase “May you live in interesting times” is a curse. No one wishes to hear those words, especially not Rincewind. The distinctly unmagical sorcerer has barely survived more than a few “interesting times” and he isn’t looking to experience any more. But when a request for a “Great Wizzard” arrives in Ankh-Morpork via carrier albatross from the faraway Counterweight Continent, Rincewind is named emissary.
The Agatean Empire’s current ruler is on the brink of downfall, and chaos is all but certain to arise in the wake. For some incomprehensible reason, someone believes Rincewind will have a mythic role in the war and the ensuing bloodletting. Cohen the Barbarian and his extremely elderly Silver Horde are already hard at work planning for the looting and pillaging.
Anyone can be a hero, but there’s only one Rincewind—and he believes he owes it to the world to keep that one alive for as long as possible.
The Discworld novels can be read in any order but Interesting Times is the fifth installment in the Wizards collection (and the 18th Discworld book). The other books in the Wizards collection include:
Terry Pratchett (1948–2015) was the acclaimed creator of the globally revered Discworld series. In all, he authored more than fifty bestselling books, which have sold more than one hundred million copies worldwide. His novels have been widely adapted for stage and screen, and he was the winner of multiple prizes, including the Carnegie Medal. He was awarded a knighthood by Queen Elizabeth II for his services to literature in 2009, although he always wryly maintained that his greatest service to literature was to avoid writing any.