With the new year, I thought it’d be appropos to talk about letting go of one of your favorite series after reading the books for so long.
There’s something oddly nostalgic about books. Every time I crack open an old favorite or a new one, I slip back into the person I was when I first read the story, as awed as I was the first read. Though probably a little more wary, considering the heartbreak our beloved authors like to cause us.
Several months ago, I got my hands on The Iron Warrior. And I felt the urge to cry–the urge to read it as soon as humanely possible and the urge to clutch it to me when it was all over. Behind that, though, was the strange desire to hold off reading the book as long as possible because once I finished it…I would be done with the series. Done with the heroine who I practically looked up to. Done with the first YA love interests I ever fell in love with. Done with a certain pesky cat. Done with a world I had grown up in.
I’d followed The Iron Fey series since Iron Daughter was released way back in 2010. Guys, I was ten years old. In elementary school. This is the YA that turned me into a book lover and introduced me to the world of blogging. This series has seen me all throughout middle school and the transition to high school. I remember feeling this tragic back when the world thought Iron Queen would be the last book. Then came the news of The Iron Knight (I practically screamed when I heard it would be from Ash’s POV). Then the Call of the Forgotten spin-off series which, even if my favorite characters no longer played major roles, still gave me the satisfaction of seeing so many of my favorite characters after their (somewhat) happily ever after.
This was the first series that I’ve felt so attached to that I’ve had to see end. Hell,I spent the next two weeks after finishing the book just rereading the entire series.
I find it kind of funny that the end of a series can bring this much emotion, though. That these books about fey and talking cats and a Winter prince and Summer jester and a half-human Summer princess could affect me so much, long after I first fell in love with the books.
I guess that’s why we love YA so much though, isn’t it?