Where Are All the Books Going?

Another book has been finished! I’m on a roll…a swiss one because they are the best rolls EVER!

Uhmmm. Sorry, had a mad moment there. Anyway, I have indeed finished another a book. It is called The Death Collector by Justin Richards, who is, strangely, another author of the Doctor Who books. Actually, he is the Creative Director of them. I seem to have a habit of reading books by authors who have written for the Doctor Who franchise.

The book was ok. It wasn’t the best thing I have read, nor would I ever put it in my top 10, but it was still an interesting read. It’s set in Victorian London, has a zombie, a mechanical dinosaur and a freaky guy who wants to better the human race by combining them with steam engines, metal and dinosaur bones. It’s a bit weird…but hey, can’t complain.

Next on my list is a book about vampires.

And yes, I’m still mourning the loss of The Inheritance Cycle by Christopher Paolini and also my beloved Murtagh, so much so that I now have a crush on Garret Hedlund who plays him in the film.


Endings Are Sad

And so ends another legacy. Eragon and friends, I shall miss you.

The deed is done and the book is read. The last page was where I couldn’t hold back the tears any more. I shed just the one, but I blame Eragon for that, as I only let it loose when he started to cry himself. Perfect timing really.

Inheritance was amazing. Christopher had me hooked with the relationships of the characters and the battles, and the plot line had chills running up and down my spine at regular intervals. And the length of the book didn’t matter in the end.

I just wish that Murtagh could have had more page time, as he was an amazing character. But it was nice for Christopher to write more about him in this one, as he wasn’t mentioned much in the last two. I think we really get to know Murtagh in this one. And other characters too.

In places the book had me in stitches too, which is rare with Christopher, as his story telling is a more serious, poetic approach than comedic, but I welcomed it. I mean only he could have thought up giant snails! Read the book if you don’t know what I’m on about. I recommend it.

But now I am sad. I have come to the end of a series of brilliant books full of amazing characters, characters of which have been with me since 2006 I think. 6 years. Wow.

So thank you Christopher Paolini, for such an amazing series of books. Thank you for the wonderful characters and please don’t stop writing.