I have to say, this is my favorite of all of the Discworld novels. Even 'Going Postal' doesn't match it on the list & I loved Postal. I can't put my finger on exactly what it is about this book, although I do have to admit that it's partially because of Otto Chriek. 
 The plotline of this book surrounds the character of William De Worde & his attempt at forming a newspaper. Meanwhile the Patrician has been framed for a crime & been kidnapped. (Wisely, the people framing him knew that nobody would question the Patrician if he were still around.) With exploding vampire photographers, a room full of printing dwarves & a lovely young reporter, De Worde seems to be the only one who can save the day. 
 I freaking love this book. Unconditionally. It could eat crackers in bed & I wouldn't throw it out. (OK, so I'm being a little facetious there.) But I do love this book. I love the idea of vampires who are trying to refrain from drinking blood. I like the idea of people cussing by saying --ing. I'm sure that there are some who may not like this book, but I'm not one of them. I actually read this one out of order, having picked it up & mistaken it for one earlier in the series & I really didn't feel that out of place. (The great thing about Discworld novels is that you don't necessarily have to read them in order.)