Here’s the situation: You pick up the first book because every book blogger seems to be losing their minds over how fantabu-freaking-tastic it is. If you’re like me, you go to the library so you’re not out any money. If it’s not your cuppa. Once you’re at home and you’ve cracked the spine the pages start flying. Before you know it the book is done. You’re glassy-eyed, and while it was a helluva ride, you have a ton of questions. Questions you know the second book is going to cover.
But wait….the second book hasn’t been published yet. In fact, you’ve got six months to a year to wait until the second one is published. This time you’re a little wiser, no waiting on the library hold list for you. No, this time the second book is pre-ordered and ready to go. When it gets to your hot little hands, it is devoured. There is no savoring when you need answers and it’s already been months! A few questions may have been answered but now there are so many more. They are writhing in a coiled mass just waiting for book three to untangle them.
And before long (well after a torturous wait of several months or a year or more) the final installment is here! Finally the characters that you have come to love and those you have come to love to hate will have resolution. There will be answers! This is the last book and surely everything will be tied up nicely.
Except that it’s not. Instead you’re served up easy resolutions that don’t match the rest of the trilogy you’ve read, endings that create more of a sensational splash but don’t hold up once probed more deeply, and sometimes you end up with more questions or more important questions than what you started with. Please tell me I’m not alone! Here are some examples of what I’m talking about:
I certainly don’t feel like this is the authors’ fault. Nor do I feel that the author should be ridiculed. I firmly believe reading is an intensely personal thing and one author will not be able to please his/her entire audience. I’m sure my problem stems from my love of adult romance. I like my endings happy and solid. I won’t stop reading these trilogies that cause me so much grief either. I really enjoy those first two books. Plus I’m afraid I’ll miss out on some great books!
How do you feel about YA trilogies?