Have you ever read any Terry Pratchett? If not, you really should. He had a real knack for presenting the absurd and outlandish, and making it not just accessible, but believable. If you love British humor and fantasy in the sense that this is just a different world, where golems and vampires rub elbows with trolls, many of whom are on the police force, and just regular Joes, you really need to give him a try. This particular story opens with a hanging death. Kind of. Moist Von Lipwig has many names, but that is his true name. He's a master of fraud and a cunning con man. He's done well being completely bland and unmemorable, but it finally catches up to him. He's sentenced to death. He hangs. Then he's cut down...still drawing breath. Lord Vetenari seems to know everything there is to know about Lipwig and he makes him an offer he has not choice but to accept. Live and become the new postmaster or go through the door to your left. (By the way, the door to his left leads only to a plummeting death). Welcome the new postmaster. The post office has been closed for a long while, but mail was never thrown out. Every inch of every surface is piled with mail. Then Lipwig does something very simple, very...natural. He delivers a letter. The rest is a roller coaster of mad fun. I cannot recommend this book highly enough! I loved it!