Oh, and most importantly, the warmth inherent to all tales of humble and deserving men exalted to the highest status simply because they sought to do right. And the amusing sight of a discomfited god throwing temper tantrums as a tortoise. But what draws me back to this book time and again is the in-depth and thought provoking exploration of divinity.

Small Gods is funny and entertaining, as with all Discworld books. It will take all his godly ingenuity as well as the help of a faithful Believer to get him out of his quandary. He has become – quite literally – the Small God Om, stuck in the body of a hapless tortoise. The Great God Om has found himself in a quandary. He is fated to spend his life hoeing the melons, until the Great God himself spoke to him. Synopsis: Brutha is an awkward novice in the Church of Omnianism – one who has rather outgrown his novitiate by now. I’m bitches, and this is one of my favourite books of all time. The Voice of the Turtle was heard in the land.īitches be praising Pratchett’s Witches and City Guard series to the heavens, and then reading Small Gods thrice a year on the downlow. There were postcards on the wall and a letter from a formerĬo-worker, giving thanks for the great retirement party his friends threw forĪnd it all meant this: that there are hardly any excesses of the most crazed psychopath that cannot easily be duplicated by a normal, kindly family man who just comes in to work every day and has a job to do.Cover Art for Small Gods by Terry Pratchett

Most of them were chipped, and no two of them were the same. They had legends on them like A Present from the Holy Grotto of Ossory, or To the World’s Greatest Daddy. Their mugs, which each man had brought from home, were grouped around the kettle on the hearth of the central furnace which incidentally heated the irons and knives. The inquisitors stopped work twice a day for coffee. Workspace of pretty much most clusters of employees: Those machines for inflicting escalating levels of pain) that is like the There are many aspects of their workspace (aside, of course, from

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