A collection of short fiction from Terry Pratchett, spanning the whole of his writing career from schooldays to Discworld and the present day. In the four decades since his first book appeared in print, Terry Pratchett has become one of the world's best-selling and best-loved authors. Here for the first time are his short stories and other short-form fiction collected into one volume. A Blink of the Screen charts the course of Pratchett's long writing...

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This never-before-published collection of fourteen funny and inventive tales by acclaimed author Sir Terry Pratchett, creator of the beloved and bestselling Discworld fantasy series, features a memorable cast of inept wizards, sensible heroes, and unusually adventuresome tortoises.

Including more than one hundred black-and-white illustrations, the appealingly designed book celebrates Pratchett's

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It isn't easy, being a teenage pharoah. You're not allowed to carry money, uninhibited young women peel your grapes for you, everyone thinks you're responsible for making the sun rise and the corn grow, you keep dreaming about seven thin cows and seven fat cows and, on top of everything else, the Great Pyramid has just exploded because of paracosmic instability. And then you've got to deal with all these assassins, sphinxes, huge wooden horses, mad...

Running the family inn despite dwindling resources while her brother is away at war, Polly cuts off her hair to join the army and notices that her fellow recruits seem to be hiding secrets of their own.

Brutha is the Chosen One. His god has spoken to him, admittedly while currently in the shape of a tortoise. Brutha is a simple lad. He can't read. He can't write. He's pretty good at growing melons. And his wants are few. He wants to overthrow a huge and corrupt church. He wants to prevent a horrible holy war. He wants to stop the persecution of a philosopher who has dared to suggest that, contrary to the Church's dogma, the Discworld really does...

A generation after the events of The Long Earth, humankind has spread across the new worlds opened up by stepping. Valhalla is emerging more than a million steps from Datum our Earth. Thanks to a bountiful environment, the Valhallan society mirrors the core values and behaviors of colonial America. And Valhalla is growing restless under the controlling long arm of the Datum government. Soon Joshua, now a married man, is summoned by Lobsang to deal...

Cohen the Barbarian. He's been a legend in his own lifetime. He can remember the good old days of high adventure, when being a Hero meant one didn't have to worry about aching backs and lawyers and civilization. But these days, he can't always remember just where he put his teeth... So now, with his ancient (yet still trusty) sword and new walking stick in hand, Cohen gathers a group of his old -- very old -- friends to embark on one final quest....

There is big trouble at the Unseen University, Ankh-Morpork's lone institute of higher learning. And the one person who can remedy the situation is...Rincewind, not only most inept magic-doer the UU ever produced but currently stranded on the unfinished down-under continent of Fourecks. No worries though, the UU faculty is taking steps to bring Rincewind back, traveling magically to his general vicinity...several thousands of years too early. Meanwhile,...

Steam is rising over Discworld, driven by Mister Simnel, the man with a flat cap and a sliding rule. He has produced a great clanging monster of a machine that harnesses the power of all of the elements — earth, air, fire, and water — and it’s soon drawing astonished crowds. To the consternation of Ankh-Morpork’s formidable Patrician, Lord Vetinari, no one is in charge of this new invention. This needs to be rectified, and who better than...

The Opera House, Ankh Morpork . . . a huge, rambling building, where masked figures and hooded shadows do wicked deeds in the wings . . . where dying the death on stage is a little bit more than just a metaphor . . . where innocent young sopranos a relured to their destiny by an evil mastermind in a hideously deformed evening dress . . . Where . . . there's a couple of old ladies in pointy hats eating peanuts in the stalls and looking at the big chandelier...