Dun dun DUUUUUUNNNNN.....
I never thought that I was the sort of reader to put off endings but I am, I so am. There are a few exceptions... I literally started reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows the minute my mailman handed it over to me and my eyes only wandered off the pages long enough to give my mum a quick goodbye as she left on a 2-week trip to the other side of the world (daughter of the year right here, guys).
But lately... I am reluctant to finish series. Or even books that I'm really enjoying, for that matter. After I reached the last few chapters of Cinder, I shoved the book away from me and didn't return to it for a couple of weeks because I didn't want it to be over.
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I can't make myself read Endlessly.
I can't make myself read Bitterblue.
I can't make myself read Hidden.
I can't make myself read Bloodrose.
And the book that inspired this post? Clockwork Princess.
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And let's not even TALK about the Book 2s that I'm putting off (looking at you, Days of Blood and Starlight)
But there is something satisfying about reaching that end in a series! (Unless it is The-Book-That-Shall-Not-Be-Named (we all have one of those, right?) that just threw me into a vortex of pain and rage.) More times than not, my favourite characters have finally gotten their HEA and I am free to imagine they stay like that forever! Plus, not only after the series is over but especially then, it is MINE. It's mine to play with and reshape; I get to create new adventures for the characters and have things go just the way I'd like.
I'd love to hear your thoughts on this topic! :) I hope you all had a nice and relaxing long weekend (if you had one!).
