Carpe Jugulum
Registered by AidanTheGeek of Dublin, Co. Dublin Ireland on 4/1/2012
This book is in a Controlled Release!
3 journalers for this copy...
Mightily Oats has not picked a good time to be priest.
He thought he'd come to the mountain kingdom of Lancre for a simple little religious ceremony. Now he's caught up in a war between vampires and witches, and he's not sure there is a right side.
There's the witches - young Agnes who is really in two minds about everything, Magrat, who is trying to combine witchcraft and nappies, Nanny Ogg who is far too knowing ... and Granny Weatherwax, who is big trouble.
And the vampires are intelligent - not easily got rid of with a garlic enema or going to the window, grasping the curtains and saying 'I don't know about you, but isn't it a bit stuffy in here?' They've got style and fancy waistcoats. They're out of the casket and want a bite of the future.
Mightily Oats knows he has a prayer, but he wishes he had an axe.
He thought he'd come to the mountain kingdom of Lancre for a simple little religious ceremony. Now he's caught up in a war between vampires and witches, and he's not sure there is a right side.
There's the witches - young Agnes who is really in two minds about everything, Magrat, who is trying to combine witchcraft and nappies, Nanny Ogg who is far too knowing ... and Granny Weatherwax, who is big trouble.
And the vampires are intelligent - not easily got rid of with a garlic enema or going to the window, grasping the curtains and saying 'I don't know about you, but isn't it a bit stuffy in here?' They've got style and fancy waistcoats. They're out of the casket and want a bite of the future.
Mightily Oats knows he has a prayer, but he wishes he had an axe.
Journal Entry 2 by AidanTheGeek at Camden Court Hotel in Dublin, Co. Dublin Ireland on Friday, April 13, 2012
Released 12 yrs ago (4/13/2012 UTC) at Camden Court Hotel in Dublin, Co. Dublin Ireland
WILD RELEASE NOTES:
Released at the Bookcrossing Anniversary Convention Dublin, 2012.
One of the many books I took at the Bookcrossing Convention in Dublin.
Labeled and carefully laminated to be given to a friend on May 26th 2012.
highly appreciated, finished reading Sept 15th 2012
characters: Witches Granny Weatherwax, Nanny Ogg, Agnes/Perdita, Magrat
Two nice passages
Agnes is trying to balance on a branch and her broomstick, but loses her steady state:
"The bought broke. There were plenty of others below it, but they merely served as points of interests on the way down."
One of the main characters is concerned about Granny Weatherwax leaving alone in the middle of the night and tries to talk "sense" in a crowd:
"You wouldn't let a poor old lady go off to confront monsters on a wild night like this, would you?"
They watched him owlishly for a while just in case something interstingly nasty was going to happen to him. Then someone near the back said: "So why should we care what happen to monsters?" And Shawn Ogg said: "That's Granny Weatherwax, that ist."
"But she's an old lady!" Oats insisted.
The crowd took a few steps back. Oats was clearly a dangerous man to be around.
"Would you go out alone on a night like this?" he said.
The voice at the back said, "Depends if I knew where Granny Weatherwax was."
characters: Witches Granny Weatherwax, Nanny Ogg, Agnes/Perdita, Magrat
Two nice passages
Agnes is trying to balance on a branch and her broomstick, but loses her steady state:
"The bought broke. There were plenty of others below it, but they merely served as points of interests on the way down."
One of the main characters is concerned about Granny Weatherwax leaving alone in the middle of the night and tries to talk "sense" in a crowd:
"You wouldn't let a poor old lady go off to confront monsters on a wild night like this, would you?"
They watched him owlishly for a while just in case something interstingly nasty was going to happen to him. Then someone near the back said: "So why should we care what happen to monsters?" And Shawn Ogg said: "That's Granny Weatherwax, that ist."
"But she's an old lady!" Oats insisted.
The crowd took a few steps back. Oats was clearly a dangerous man to be around.
"Would you go out alone on a night like this?" he said.
The voice at the back said, "Depends if I knew where Granny Weatherwax was."
So, the book retured to me and I finished reading it too. Excellent! I like Nanny Ogg: No fuss, going the direct way. One of my favorite lines is: "there's room for ten". Not very nice, I know.
A Canadian Family on a Rhine river cruise might like to read along their travel.