I just finished reading Witches Abroad, by Terry Pratchett. I have only marginally enjoyed the witch characters in previous novels, and I’ve wondered if that opinion represents a bit of innate sexism on my part. That may be the case, but this time around I fully enjoyed them as they bounced between fairy-tale parodies. I particularly enjoyed the three drinking absinthe like water while the cafe owner tried in vain to save them from a stampede of bulls. I also enjoyed Greebo’s creepy yet fun human form, and how he always wanted to be a ginger.

The novel felt like it was missing a B-story… Greebo’s jaunt as a human felt fully integrated into the main storyline, so doesn’t do it for me. It gets a little muddy as Pratchett tries to tie up the loose ends and finish the story, but I enjoyed it to the end.