What’s one of the best feelings you’ve ever had? For me, it’s the exhilaration at having finished a new series of books, the sense of completion at having ended what has taken hours, or days. It’s the feeling of longing for the story to have gone on for a bit longer, it’s feeling my eyes hungrily devour the words on a page. It’s tapping into the emotions of the characters on the pages, feeling happy when they’re happy, and sympathising with their pain. It’s the awe of seeing in the mind’s eye the spectacular performances of one’s heroes, the crushing sense of despair at the loss of another life in those black-and-white pages that contain so much more than the words that entertain us. They contain the heart of the author.
I just finished Pittacus Lore’s Lorien Legacies series, and boy-oh-boy was it an awesome ending. The story wasn’t any less either. Each twist in the plot, each new development had me aching for more. Alas, all good things come to an end. Christopher Paolini’s Inheritance cycle was –and still is- the best series I’ve read so far. But Lorien Legacies has come as close as no other. At least, none other that I can remember.
To be truthful, I’m writing this because for once, I’m inspired to write something and have no homework bogging me down. Also, once my VMC classes start, I don’t think I’ll have time for much else other than, “Eat, read, sleep”. Don’t worry, though. I’ll do my best to keep this blog up to date.
This was mainly an outpouring of whatever was going on in my head after finishing United as One. I would’ve ranted on longer but was called to do a two-minute job. It broke my stream of thought. No matter, this miniature rant is getting long enough. I hope you enjoyed. I certainly did.