William de Worde may be the accidental editor from the Discworld’s first paper. New printing technology implies that words simply won’t obediently stay nailed down like normal. There’s an extremely real risk of news escaping . there.

Today he must deal with the original perils of a journalist’s life – individuals who need him dead, a recovering vampire with a suicidal fascination for adobe flash photography, even more people who wish him dead in a different way and, worst of all, the man who retains begging him to publish photos of his humorously designed potatoes.

William just wants to get at THE TRUTH. Unfortunately, everyone else wants to reach William. And it’s really only the third edition…