Moon Witch Cartridge – I Shall Wear Midnight

I_Shall_Wear_Midnight“It’s like a disease,” Miss Proust said. “It sort of creeps up. It’s in the wind, as if it goes from person to person. Poison goes where poison’s welcome. And there’s always an excuse, isn’t there, to throw a stone at the old lady who looks funny. It’s always easier to blame somebody. And once you’ve called someone a witch, then you’d be amazed how many things you can blame her for.”

Terry Pratchett’s young adult fiction doesn’t spare the reader. His first, Amazing Maurice, was a maelstrom of horror, with cannibalism among that thrown at the reader. It was completely unflinching and quite brilliant for it. I Shall Wear Midnight opens with something equally horrific; a young girl has been beaten so severely by her father that she miscarries. Tiffany has to step in and save Mr Petty from brutal mob justice, before saving him a second time from hanging himself.

This is bleak stuff, particularly as Mr Petty is taken back by his wife and while the young girl Amber goes on to play an important role in the book, there is no real justice for her abusive father, just Tiffany’s judgement:

“That’s the sound of rough music, and they are playing it for you, Mister Petty, for you. And they have sticks! And they have stones! They have everything they can pick up, and they have their fists and your daughter’s baby died, Mister Petty. You beat your daughter so hard, Mister Petty, that the baby died, and your wife is being comforted by some of the women and everybody knows that you have done it, everybody knows.”

The only remorse he seems to show is trying to set up funeral rites for the dead child before he hangs himself. But life goes on and the reader needs to deal with that. It’s gruesome, deeply unsettling (the mania in Tiffany’s quote above shows that) but it happens in the world the reader lives in, let alone the Discworld. The best we can do is manage and try and change things in our own way.

Even though The Shepherds Crown is to follow, I was quite sad to reach I Shall Wear Midnight. While the quality of Pratchett’s adult novels has slipped since his unbelievable second golden age ended with Monstrous Regiment, the Aching novels have been a joy. This one sees our favourite teenage witch accused of murder after the Chalk’s baron dies in her care. His son Roland has been the subject of a literal storybook romance with Tiffany but he is now engaged and she is short of friends.

What’s worse is her being pursued by the Cunning Man, a deeply creepy figure with holes for eyes. He has been summoned by Roland’s fiancee Letitia, who is jealous of Tiffany. The witch of the Chalk needs to defeat the Cunning Man but also allay the fears of her homeland, who are becoming increasingly suspicious of her.

The Cunning Man is a fantastic dark creation. The Discworld’s worst stalker has an epic origin, which he was a witchfinder who fell in love with a witch. When she was being burned at the stake, he was on the verge of freeing her when she seized onto him, burning him to death and producing the horror that stalks witches to this day:

“So great, so fearsome was his hatred for anything that he thought of as witchcraft that he somehow managed to live on despite finally having no body. Though there was no skin to him, no bone any more, his rage was such that he lived on. As a ghost, perhaps. And, every so often, finding someone who would let him. There are plenty of people out there whose poisonous minds will open for him. And there are those who would rather be behind evil than in front of it.”

Across the entire Discworld series, Pratchett has explored the darkness that lies within us all and the Cunning Man is a personification of that:

There will be no mercy for a song now silenced. No redemption for killing hope in the darkness. I know you.

You are what happened in Petty’s ear before he beat up his daughter.

You are the first blast of the rough music.

You look over the shoulder at the man as he picks up the first stone, and although I think you are part of us all and we will never be rid of you, we can certainly make your life hell.

I think he represents something more than darkness though. I’ve written before about how the Aching novels are about the challenges we face as we grow old and move through life. Wee Free Men talked of the need to leave your childhood behind, A Hat Full of Sky built upon this, stressing the importance of maturity and selflessness. Wintersmith went further by throwing love into the mix and how it can test a person’s priorities. Midnight (as I shall dub it from now on) brings doubt into the series for the first time.

Tiffany’s world is not as it should be. When she meets Eskarina Smith (she of Equal Rites fame), she is told how “boy meets girl [is] one of the greatest engines of narrative causality in the multiverse”. But the narrative of the childhood friends falling in love, her and Roland, does not happen. She’s left to one side as he gets engaged.

Similarly there is fear and agitation about her presence as a witch. A lot of it is to do with the Cunning Man but we have been shown that the Cunning Man is us. She is bluntly told that if she does not have what it takes to confront and defeat him, the witches will take her down when he inhabits her. The stakes are somewhat high.

As ever, there is some lovely messing around with convention. Typically Tiffany would break the spell Roland is under, banish Letitia for casting it and the childhood friends would live happily ever after. In the end, she finds out she actually likes the somewhat wet Letitia, with shades of Magrat from the original Witches series, and the pair along with Amber are subtly drawn as a new coven.

Letitia’s monstrous mother is initially drawn as a villain whose comeuppance in the third act will be a fist pump for the reader. But it then turns out the reason she is so horrible is that she is deeply, horrifically nervous about arranging her daughter’s nuptials (although she was also threatened by the witch Miss Proust that her former days as an Ankh-Morpork showgirl would be exposed if she kept carrying on).

There’s a lovely throwback to old Discworld, in this rather superfluous but excellent footnote:

A message from the author: not all cauldrons are metal. You can boil water in a leather cauldron, if you know what you are doing. You can even make tea in a paper bag if you are careful and know how to do it. But please don’t, or if you do, don’t tell anyone I told you.

Unfortunately I knew about the reappearance of Eske, one of my favourite Discworld characters from my original reading of the series. Eskarina Smith seems like a missed opportunity that Pratchett got right with Tiffany. By making the wizard Smith so powerful in Equal Rites, she was written into a corner from the off. I assume it was difficult to make her work narratively. It was a shame – I saw her as the Discworld equivalent of Franklin Richards, from Jonathan Hickman’s ace Fantastic Four run; a character who could remake the world on a whim.

While Eske was expected, Aching’s conversation with future Tiffany at the end of the book came as a joy.

It’s a lovely book and such a neat end to the series that I wonder where The Shepherd’s Crown will take us. One quibble was I felt the romance with Private Preston was rather heavily dealt with. It became clear this intelligent, cheeky, inquisitive soul would be the perfect match for Tiffany from very early on. But it gives us one of the best final pages of the Discworld saga – it’s up there with Thief of Time for me but hard to convey how much heavy lifting the word “Listen” does.

Preston becomes the Chalk’s first permanent schoolteacher to pay for his medical training. Pratchett has spoke before about his own tricky relationship with some of his teachers but this doesn’t cloud his message of what learning should be about:

“I want a proper school, sir, to teach reading and writing, and most of all thinking, sir, so people can find out what they are good at, because someone doing what they really like is always an asset to any country, and too often people never find out until it’s too late…Learning is about finding out who you are and what you are good at and what’s over the horizon and, well, everything. It’s about finding the place where you fit. I found the place I fit, and I would like everybody else to find theirs.”


So we wave goodbye to Tiffany for now and head back to Ankh-Morpork, where we learn Sam Vimes has been confronted with that despicable thing. A holiday. Can the Discworld’s top copper swap a truncheon for a bucket and spade? See you next week.


  1. Yet again I’m left with nothing to add except that I agree with you, and that I wonder how much I would have loved the Tiffany Aching books if I’d been able to read them at the age I read my first Discworld book (I know it was the graphic novel of The Light Fantastic, so I guess I’d have been around 13-14).
    Possibly back then I’d have assumed they were “written for girls” and not found my way to Pratchett until later, or possibly I’d have always been slightly disappointed by the main Discworld books in comparison to these wonderful stories.



  2. A different point of view, if I may.
    I never quite liked Tiffany – I don’t like how she is written, and I don’t like the intention of her either.
    My current re-reads (yep, more than one, I generally do a re-read throught half a year every other year) ended with the unfortunate Shepherd’s Crown, which to me is only a draft.
    It is however complete enough to show us a Tiffany that I am scared of. She is either too clumsy-ly written, or fast (and I mean real fast) turning into the next Black Aliss. She somehow manages to bring people on her side, making the impossible (and unreal) all-witches-agree-with-her nonsense.

    When read closer to such marvels as Witches abroad and Wyrd Sisters, it is impossible to see how close Tiffany is to Lilith, and how FAR she is from our beloved Esme/Nanny/Magrat/Agnes.
    They all have their strengths and weaknesses, that make them real-three-dimentional characters. They are stubborn and a lot of the times wrong. But they have all that good-wise-witch vibe around them. Yes, even Magrat.
    Tiffany – she believes she is the only right one. She always tries to guess the ending of a story (Pratchett actually made her try to guess Esk’s story about the Cunning Man).

    And in Shepherd’s Crown it was unbareble – we had the Mrs Earwig happily agree and be NICE to Tiffany. What exactly magic is doing this young woman to everyone?
    What exactly magic is she doing on Terry’s fans?
    Why is everyone so fond of her? She is the evil witch that has no one left to stop her. She is treating people like objects, all the time, and although she believes it is wrong, she also believes she is not doing it. But she is, and evidence is all over the place.
    Compare her with Granny Weatherwax, who simply says “Do what you know is right” in Wyrd Sisters. And then advises the poor soul to catch the first ship off. What would Tiffany do? Would she be able on such a headology?
    Speaking of Wyrd Susters – what is her weakness that she would wish on the child? She is always thinking, thinking, thinking, as if that’s the only right thing. And because it is right, and she is doing it – therefore she is always right. She even treat herself as an object – never sleeping, never eating. Is that a proper way for a witch? Yes, we know other witches do it too, all the time. And they suffer the consecuences, and they make the choices. But they do it in this witch pace that tells you all is right if a witch does it. They fit everything around themselves. Tiffany tries to fit herself in the world, and fails.
    And what worries me more is she would not have anyone to stop her now that she enchanted all the witches. Show me a witch that has no enemies and I will show you a witch that is doing something really, really wrong.
    Same thing – show me a character everyone loves – this gotta be wrong.

    So with all this in mind, my latest re-reads of “I Shall Wear Midnight” are from the other side. We know people are mean, and bad and they accuse Tiffany, because of all the evil. But still, why do we know it? Because we know she is the good character. Imagine now, if there was a secret chapter telling you that what we see in Tiffany is not “our beloved Tiffany”, but something already turned evil. Now do the reread. People are worried about her. Angua doesn’t know her and doesn’t trust her. Ask is careful of what she tells her. Nanny is nervous around her. Why do we so fast get angry at people who mistrust Tiffany? They are right – we have this powerfull witch, who treats people like objects, has an enormous army fighting for her and somehow enchants everyone she meets to run at her side.
    I would be suspicious of her. I AM suspicious of her. Does that make me a bad fan? Is this the result of a bad writing or is she really a bad witch? Or maybe bits of both?
    Terry admits (in various places in the books) that Granny, Vimes and Death are these “bad” characters, destined to be bad, but somehow dragged into the “good guy” path and doing the job. But Tiffany – she is probably the simpliest and also the most complicated of his characters. I am sure he never intended her to be the bad one, but world-building and character-building has it’s own rules, and no matter how many times you write down that a character is a “good” one, you cannot bend the rules and the implications of what the character actually thinks ad does.

    And on a final note. I love Esk. It may have annoyed me when Tiffany interrupts her. And interrupts her a lot. It may have been one of the reason I got so angry at Tiffany at one point. I actually thought “stop interrupting, just listen to the story and let me listen to the story” at some point. Arrogant little kid. She thinks that when she is the main character in the series, she can do anything and be loved about it. Bad thing is she is probably right.
    But take a step back for a moment and do the reread considering Tiffany may not be such a perfect character after all, and when those around her are scared or susspicious, maybe they have the right to be.



    1. I like her because I see a lot of myself in her, and as someone that was always bullied for my inability to fit in, it’s a comfort when I see characters like me and see people enjoying them.

      And while I think it was accidental, her behaviors and thought processes remind me very much of ADHD, especially when she talks about 1st sight and 2nd-4th thoughts and running into doors, or when she has heightened sensitivity and observes that nobody could stand to live that way all the time, and even now the way you are projecting all this negative intent on someone just because her brain functions differently from yours. Been there, experienced that. Even her not eating and sleeping checks off possible ADHD symptoms. The hyper focus when she read the dictionary from beginning to end, the impulsiveness when she joined the dance, difficulty fitting in with her peers, etc.

      Nobody sees her as a perfect character. Pratchett doesn’t write perfect characters. We wouldn’t enjoy him as much if he did. He writes people, and people are flawed. Tiffany knows she’s flawed, other characters know she’s flawed and rightfully call her out, and she knows they are right to do so. It’s not like say, Twilight, when everyone who rightfully calls Bella out for her selfish actions gets vilified by the author. We see both sides, and even Tiffany knows when she’s in the wrong, but she’s still a child and in keeping with the accidental ADHDness of her character, once she’s off the rails, it’s hard to redirect and get back on track.

      Also, we’re all the main characters of our own stories. Would you be as mad at Tiffany if she was a blue eyed blond or green eyed redhead, and not a mousy brown haired brown eyed girl who had the audacity to choose witchcraft over being a scullery maid?



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