Tiffany Aching at her best.
Which is to say, Terry Pratchett at his best.
Which is to say, warm and wonderful and funny and real.
This book and the first in the series both have a taproot that reaches deep into the heart. The Wee Free Men was anchored by an ocean of love between Tiffany and Granny Aching, and between people and place. I get goosebumps just thinking land under wave. With the same level of resonance, I Shall Wear Midnight is about growing up — about the sadness of outpacing your parents, the disillusionment of first love, the passing of an old man, the passing of a whole generation. As I write this, it sounds like a bit of a downer, but it’s not. This is the story of Tiffany reaching into her full power.
My favorite part is the Baron’s death scene. Some people stop growing up at 12, 15, 20, 28, 34, 45… And others, like the Baron, keep becoming wiser and better until the day they die.