One More Detour on the Writing Road

I started my reread of Making Money only to realize after a chapter or two that I didn't recall any of it. At least one scene usually sticks in my mind*, and there are so many of Lord Vetinari being Lord Vetinari that I definitely should have remembered. Adora Belle Dearheart is one of my favorite minor characters, so I'd have at least recalled her.

And Mr. Fusspot. I would've remembered the dog, if only for one of the funniest scenes I have ever read in any Discworld book:

Watching a dog try to chew a large piece of toffee is a pastime fit for gods. Mr. Fusspot's mixed ancestry had given him a dexterity of jaw that was truly awesome. He somersaulted happily around the floor, making faces like a rubber gargoyle in a washing machine.

Maybe you have to have had a dog, idk.

Anyway, I think this is the first time I've read it. am enjoying it. Moist von Lipwig is such a conflicted, seat-of-the-pants sort of person.




*except for Night Watch, which failed to make an impression. I recalled that there was a rebellion at some point, but that was it.

Lately I've been concentrating on gardening, cooking, and plotting with occasional actual writing while easing a bit on the social media. To date, I think it's the better way to go.

Still rereading Pterry. I finished Mort, and started Maskerade. It's funny how details come back to me even though I haven't read these books in years.

Also good to burst out laughing while reading.

Anyway, worked outside this morning. Then I set up a pot of chili beans and went for a walk. A cooler than usual late spring day here in NE Illinois, but pretty all the same. (Photo is of a sailboat on Lake Michigan. The water is calm and both sky and water are very, very, blue. There are some large rocks in the foreground)

Since last I posted, I finished both Feet of Clay and The Fifth Elephant.

Feet of Clay contains one of my favorite exchanges between Sam Vimes and the Patrician.

“Commander, I always used to consider that you had a definite anti-authoritarian streak in you.”
“Sir?”
“It seems that you have managed to retain this even though you are authority.”
“Sir?”
“That’s practically zen.”

In my mind, I hear Alan Rickman's rolling r when he says "practically."

I liked The Fifth Elephant mostly because we get to see Lady Margolotta, the Patrician's chess-by-mail partner. It's been a while since I read it, and I forgot she's a twin set-and-pearls teetotaler.

Next is The Truth. Just started it.

I finished Going Postal and decided to try something...lighter is the wrong word. Narrower focus? Just different? So I went with Soul Music.

Such sharp dialogue in some places, especially between Susan and Albert.