#is this perhaps motivated by the allure of the ooh shiny coming against being tired and my brain not wanting to press on with good omens

[marta-bee]

I'm feeling a very real and pressing need to read a Discworld novel lately. Everything I've read about them is just lovely and seems like the kind of thing tailor-made to excite my rather unique sense of humor. On the flip side, there's just so many of them and I am such a dreadfully slow reader; the whole prospect seems thoroughly overwhelming.

This is not a new problem. The sheer number of books I would enjoy if I ever got around to them is enough to crush a not-unsturdy animal.