That’s about the time I discovered the Grisha trilogy. I figured I should probably read those before getting Crooked Kingdom, so I eagerly set off into the realms of online shopping to locate Shadow and Bone.
And it was just as great as I suspected it would be, and Siege and Storm kicked the whole series up a gear, cranked the petrol, and sped into a knee-almost-scraping-the-road turn (I’m going with a motorbike metaphor here).
But I still haven’t read Ruin and Rising. I have a tendency to procrastinate when it comes to the final book in a series because I don’t want it to be over. I don’t want the story to end. I even have a small collection of series that are missing the final books. This quirk of mine is particularly troublesome when it comes to an author like Leigh Bardugo, who is adept at springing unforeseen twists on her readers.
Unlike the majority of people, I like spoilers. My need to satisfy my curiosity far outweighs my need to be caught unawares, so I already know some of what lies in store for me in Ruin and Rising. I know there will be feels. Perhaps I’m trying to avoid those too.
Have you ever put off reading a book?