It's a case of hunt-the-book: if it's not in all the others, it's here. Enjoy responsibly.
Pyramids Small gods
The Truth Going Postal Where's my cow?
Pyramids is set in the little kingdom of Djelibeybi, where building pyramids for pharoahs is the only occupation. There is a girl named Ptraci and a humourous cud-spitting camel. I have to re-read it again to remember the important bits...
Moving Pictures chronicles the rise of Holy Wood. It introduces Gaspode the Wonder Dog (one of my favourite characters), who can talk but looks and smells like a mobile piece of lavatory carpet. The nature's there but the shape is just wrong. There are also more incursions from the dungeon dimensions (we can all guess that the author played a little too much dungeons and dragons in his younger days, can't we?)
In Small gods we meet up with Brutha, an acolyte in the frightening religion of omnianism, which believes that in order to save the soul it is preferable that the body go through as much torment as possible. And so they have levels and levels of torture chambers and dungeons... It all starts to sound a little like a satire of medieval Spain, with a few more important issues thrown in. Like, how a religion can develop so far away from its origins that the central point of it is quite forgotten. What Christ would have done in Inquisition-ruled Spain is quite open-ended - probably they would have tried to burn Him at the stake. Not that I agree with the author's concept of how 'gods' arise - but you have to admit, the exchanges between Brutha and the tortoise are priceless.
Soul Music is one great big tribute to rock-'n-roll, including seventy-year-old wizards bopping like teenagers. Oh, and this book introduces Susan and Quoth the Raven. Susan's a schoolgirl in this one, and Death goes on another bender. So she has to fill in, in a rather snappy black dress - Binky makes up for everything, in her opinion. It's a pity she accidentally allows the leader of the music with rocks in band to survive his first gig at the Mended Drum, thus causing a time inconsistency. Like Father Like Daughter. * Please note: Soul Music has been moved to the Reaper Man Series*
The Truth is all about an engraver who discovers the wonders of printing - and then finds that the press demands to be fed. Every day. But he gets some help (naturally from a girl who's good at headlines) and even acquires a photographer. A photographer who happens to be a vampire who dissolves into dust every time he uses the flash. But he can't help it; at least he's not like the vampire who only found employment in places guaranteed to stake him through the heart...
And of course, Monstrous Regiment. Set in Borogravia, a tiny country that fights with everyone over nothing, all the time. With a weird religion serving a god gone absolutely crazy, the whole country is starting to fall apart at the seams... More I won't say, although there will be a full review at some stage. A very enjoyable book, with cameos from quite a few Morporkian characters.
Going Postal: the best of the New Pratchett. An intricate book with everything: great plot, love story (albeit with a woman nick-named Killer), restoration of an entire city's postal service, and the world's biggest and best con-artist. And the world's biggest and best con. I absolutely loved it.
The Amazing Maurice and his Educated Rodents: this is a children's book, but it's still highly enjoyable, pure Pratchett - full of clever send-ups of the way the world sees things, twisting reality in a series of paradigm shifts like a corkscrew. Maurice is a cat. He and the rats in the title came to consciousness behind Unseen University and went into business, hustling small towns with "plagues of rats", removed for a fee. They hired a stupid-looking boy to be the "piper", and they tour the small towns up near Überwald. Until they find an evil that no animal could ever have conceived. Except the human animal...
Where's my Cow? - the little book Sam Vimes reads to his little son, punctually every night at six o'clock sharp (look out for its mention in Thud!). The person in the book goes looking for his cow, but finds geese, horses, sheep, chickens... Sir Samuel realises this is silly. What does a city-dweller have to do with moo-cows and baa-lambs? "This is what your food looks like"? So it gets an Ankh-Morpork spin - "Is that my Dad?" No, it's Coffin Henry, or Sergeant Detritus, Foul Ole Ron or some such other personage. His dad goes "Stop in the name of the Law!" It's the sort of book that only the ardent Discworld fan would buy. So buy it, Discworld fans!