Tiffany Aching put one foot wrong, made one little mistake … and now the spirit of winter is in love with her. He gives her roses and icebergs, says it with avalanches and showers her with snowflakes — which is tough when you’re 13, but also just a little bit … cool.
And just because the Wintersmith wants to marry you is no excuse for neglecting your chores. So Tiffany must look after Miss Treason, who’s 113 and has far too many eyes, learn the secret of Boffo, catch Horace
the cheese, stop the gods from seeing her in the bath — ‘Crivens!’ — Oh, yes and be helped by the Nac Mac Feegles – whether she wants it or not.
But if Tiffany doesn’t work it all out, there will never be another springtime.
Tiffany Aching book 3; I liked it better than book 2 (A Hat Full of Sky) but not quite as much as the first book of the subseries (The Wee Free Men). Somehow it still feels like Pratchett said most of what he wanted to say in terms of “witch in training meets European folk / fairytales and mythology” in book 1, though — well, with the obvious exception of that quote about losing your personality if you lose your memories, which ripped right through me and made me swallow hard, knowing that it must have come straight from Pratchett’s heart. That said, at least we get more of Granny Weatherwax and Nanny Ogg here … a Discworld Witches book somehow isn’t a Witches book without them, no matter whether they’re supposed to be the protagonists or not. (Especially so, of course, Granny.)