Parting is Such Sweet Sorrow
On Tuesday, A Lady of Persuasion, the last book in my trilogy released. It was both exciting and a little bit sad. I worked on those books for two years, and by the time I wrote that third book, I knew and loved the characters so well. Now their stories are told, released out there into the world, for readers to do with them what they will. I have new projects I’m excited about, new characters I love. But I’ll miss that circle of friends that started with four hunting buddies and a hoyden.
The end of a well-loved series is always bittersweet. I remember the release of the 7th Harry Potter book. It was so exciting—I couldn’t wait to find what happened—but at the same time, it was sad to think that was the last time Mr. Dare and I would be waiting up till midnight to purchase a book, then feverishly reading it all night long.
Right now, I’m on pins and needles for To Desire a Devil, the fourth and final installment in Elizabeth Hoyt’s “Four Soldiers” series. Half of me wants it in my hands NOW, and the other half wants to never read it, because then that’s The End!
Diana Gabaldon’s latest, Echo in the Bone, came out this week. I won’t be reading it—yet. I loooove Jamie and Claire, but a few years ago, I decided I just couldn’t handle the years of suspense between each installment of the series! I’m waiting for her to finish, and then I’ll read them all straight through.
Are there books you yearn for, yet dread at the same time because they mean the end of a wonderful thing?