Wyrd Sisters is a comic version of Macbeth – something that flew so high over my 12 year old head when I first read it, it probably interfered with winged creatures. But Wyrd Sisters sings in a way the others to date have not. I think that’s unfair on both Mort and Equal Rites – both are flawed but share a lot of the characteristics of what makes his novels uniquely Discworldian. Many see this as the first ‘proper’ Discworld novel, as Pratchett balances humour, weirdness, social satire and invention with ease. After the misstep of Sourcery, where everything good about Discworld was missing amid poor plotting, derivative scenes and (absence of) character, Pratchett hits the equivalent of a 30 yard screamer here. Made up of everything that’s alive and what they’re thinking.
Not a body kind of life, more like a living idea. And then all these things create some kind of life. A kingdom is made up of all sorts of things. That’s just about land…It’s not the same as a kingdom.
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