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THIS WEEK’S QUESTION
Have you broken up with a series? If so, which one and why?
Yes. Why yes I have.
1. Delirium by Lauren Oliver
Truth be told, I never really planned on reading this series in the first place. I wasn’t buying the idea of an entire society that considered love a life threatening disease, which was sad, because I’m a sucker for dystopian reads. I didn’t know what else, besides love (and the various forms it takes), had the capacity to drive and motivate the characters to act upon the current state of their society. Though in a way, I thought it was a pretty clever and unique idea. For some (or most) the mere complication of the idea was enough to justify the plot line, and maybe I’m just a natural skeptic, but I judged the book by it’s cover (albeit the back cover), and I couldn’t help it. However, I was given a copy for Christmas last year. And because I’m a book freak who thinks her time space continuum is in ruins once a particular book has remained untouched in her shelf for more than a week, I decided to try it out. Maybe I had nothing to lose. But I was still not buying it, and I still believed I would never do so.
I used to think I was always wrong. Turns out I was mistaken.
I was right! It was not for me. I get it’s appeal to many readers yes, but it progressed way too slowly for my taste. It didn’t hold enough suspense, and it didn’t make me want to come back for book two thereafter. I think I’m in the minority for my opinion on this one, but to be fair, I was excited during the first few pages. I can’t remember when I started hoping for a build up that never came, but it happened and I’m sorry that it did. Maybe next time, Lauren Oliver.
2. Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter by Laurell K. Hamilton
I may be a little too young for a series like this, but a lot of my friends were already familiar with this one, and I didn’t want to stay in the dark forever. I’m not sure if they’ve reached the part where things started to take the wrong turns, although I hope they didn’t remain nonplussed by the bothersome detour Anita decided to take. Shame, she was such a great character, too.
Although I’m a cheater because I didn’t exactly start with the first book, I found that I could catch on to the story even without having read the previous titles. I started with The Laughing Corpse and ended with Incubus Dreams, skipping a few books in between. At first I completely adored Anita, because she was strong, not too overbearing, yet not entirely soft spoken. She did things independently and trusted her instincts. By the time I got past volume eight or so, I was starting to notice Anita’s unbecoming tendency to bring home (or collect) different guys for one night stands. It wasn’t even the thrilling, romantic kind of adult that would have been acceptable to the more mature side of me, and it definitely wasn’t the “shy in the streets, sexy in the sheets” sort of thing either. She was all over the place and it got to my nerves.
Maybe I was too naive, too young to understand god knows why she did what she was doing (I think not!), but I got pissed because her character was falling apart. She was going down the road of devolution and I was not enjoying it. So I decided it was time to move past her and forget I even read those last few books. Not for my eyes, my ears, my anything. Way to ruin a stellar series.
3. Harry Potter by J.K. Rowling
Okay. Please don’t judge me, resent me, anything. Hear me out just a little before you decide I’m not such a good judge of character and story line after all. This was a different scenario, because I finished The Half Blood Prince, and loved it. Harry Potter was my childhood, Daniel Radcliffe my childhood crush, and I felt nothing but admiration for J.K. when the entire franchise concluded back in ’11. This was just one of those rare cases wherein I realized I liked the movies better than the books, and I decided that I wanted to watch the finale the moment it hit the big screen. I wasn’t going to be able to do that if I had to finish the last book beforehand.
The movie adaptations were stunning, and I guess I appreciated that because I didn’t get to feel that way too often. Percy Jackson for example was horrific, and though the director for that movie worked on Harry Potter once upon a time, I still couldn’t find it in me to see the good in his version that had absolutely nothing to do with the book. Logan Lerman was the only redemption. But enough of my sidetrack- in the end, I didn’t exactly “break up” with this series because it was amazing from start to finish. I just wanted to add a third series to this post, because two seemed lonely. And three’s a charm! This was the closest to a discontinued series I had on my pile (that I actually remembered what it was about).
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