Book series you race through - then hate to see end

So about two weeks ago I picked up Lee Child’s Persuader and really enjoyed it. I had read his first book in the Jack Reacher series a few years ago, then forgot about it.

So I went and got all the rest. And read them in two weeks.

And now, having finished them, I’m wishing there were more.

Anyone else tend to do that? I did the same thing with Dennis Lehane - read Mystic River, then went back and read his first book in the Patrick Kenzie/Angela Gennaro series. Then, in about 3 weeks, read the rest of them.

Ditto Steve Hamilton’s Alex McKnight and Donald Harstad’s Carl Houseman and many more.

Now I’m sad. I need a new fix.

Any recommendations?

I’m getting ready to read Blue at the Mizzen and thereby finish Patrick O’Brian’s magnificent 20 book Aubrey and Maturin series. I don’t want it to end.

If you like historical fiction, I’ve really enjoyed Bernard Cornwell’s Sharpe series.

Oh lord, I just did this with Harry Potter. 3 weeks ago I had not the slightest interest in the Harry Potter books, none whatsoever. Then, by very bizarre circumstances (I saw a test screening of the next movie and got involved in answering hundreds of questions at an HP fan site), I decided I should give the books a try. I assumed it would take me months to get through them, because non-fiction is not my thing and I figured I’d only read a couple of pages at a time. I quickly found I wanted to get through the first 3 so I could read the 4th and compare it to the movie, so I started reading more often, and faster. By the end of the 4th I was hooked bad. I ended up reading the first 4 in one weekend, and the next two within the next week.

Anything that W.E.B. Griffin writes are like salted peaunuts to me. I cannot stop.
Same with Steve White, and John Ringo.

No one has mentioned Terry Pratchett yet?

Neal Stephenson’s “The Baroque Cycle”. It was like 3000 pages…wanted more.

I started my Stephenson love with “Cryptonomicon” which was sort of related to the series. More! More!

I believe I read every one of Rex Stout’s Nero Wolfe mystery novels between the ages of 14 and 17.

So I purposely didn’t read any of the novella collections (Curtains for Three, Three at Wolfe’s Door, And Four to Go, etc, etc), saving 'em up for later.

Now I’m 44, and I still haven’t read any of them.

Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell. The last four hundred pages or so, I was staying up late reading under the covers for the first time since, oh, third grade. :wink:

Chris Bunch and Alan Cole had a series (actually a million word novel divided into 7 parts) called Sten. I did the whole thing in one big streak, then have gone back and re-read it several times since then. I do the same thing to the military series by W.E.B. Griffin. Take some time off, then when the new one comes out, re-read the whole series with the new one as the capper. Luckily I read 1000+ wpm, or I’d never get them done! :smiley:

I’ve read every book in Clive Cussler’s Dirk Pitt series, and I read the first 9 of them back to back and in order (thanks to the friend who introduced me to the series and loaned me the books). When I was all caught up and at the point where I had to wait for the next release, I had to take a few days off from reading to “readjust.” :slight_smile: The current books, which focus on his kids, aren’t quite the same, but I’m still readin’.

I used to be excited about Laurell K. Hamilton’s Anita Blake series, until I read the most recent one (Incubus Dreams): it was so bloody awful that I don’t think I’ll ever want to read another one in the series.

I will admit - I have never, ever read Christian fiction before, but at the Borders outlet an hour South of home, I found a book called The Covenant in a series called “Abram’s Daughters” by Beverly Lewis. I found the first and third books in the series for cheap, and they looked interesting - it was about young Amish women in the 1940s through the 1960s. They were actually in the regular fiction section, so I didn’t realize they were actually Christian fiction. So I picked those two up and got so engrossed in the first book that I immediately went on a hunt for the final three books that I didn’t have - I picked up two in Florida that week while I was on vacation, and the last one after we returned home.

They are WONDERFUL books. I enjoyed every second of them and hated to see them end. They are not preachy, they are not judgmental, they are just such gentle, sweet books - and quite well-written with an interesting story. So now I’m planning to pick up the rest of Beverly Lewis’ adult fiction - most seem based upon Amish life, and it’s been fascinating to read about it. Her characters are immensely sweet and likeable, and I’ve greatly enjoyed her writing.

E.

No, I take my time with Pratchett. It was “His Dark Materials”, by Pullman I raced through.

Like Ukulele Ike, I went on a Nero Wolfe binge when I was younger. Unlike Ike, I read all the novellas. The newer books by Robert Goldsborough are pretty good, too. I know there are hardcore Rex Stout purists who would disagree, but newly-created Nero Wolfe fiction is better than no Nero Wolfe fiction, IMHO.

Oh yeah, off the subject, before I forget again, I want to thank you for what you said about defending me.

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I’ll second O’Brian and Cornwell.

I finished the Aubrey-Maturin books early this year. I was so reluctant to start that last book, and it was even worse to read the first few chapters of the unfinished book 21. I felt lost when I was done.

I went through the Sharpe books next. They’re a faster read, and I was sorry to be finished with those, too.

I loved Colleen McCullogh’s Master of Rome series, and I wished she would have continued into the Octavian years.

Every time I re-read Stirling’s Island in the Sea of Time series, I am very saddened that there are no more books in that universe. I’d dearly love to read something set a couple hundred years down the road from the last book in the trilogy.

I was afraid you’d say that. I’m just a sucker for Nero Wolfe stuff, so the new books seem better than nothin’.