(The new Pratchett (and allegedly the second-to-last Discworld) also came out today too)
F. Paul Wilson started two intertwining story cycles about 40 years ago. The first cycle was 6 books starting with The Keep and ending in the utterly freakin’ magnificent Nightworld.
The second volume of that cycle was The Tomb (later changed back to the author’s original title Rakoshi since there was no y’know…tomb…in the book) which introduced a character known as Repairman Jack. A sort of mix between '70s “men’s adventure” characters (like The Punisher from Marvel Comics, or The Executioner, etc) and Batman, Jack is a (fiercely libertarian*) “fix-it” man. Someone blackmailing you? Call Repairman Jack. Your kid getting roughed up by drug dealers? Call Repairman Jack. He fixes things.
Anyway, between the second novel in the “Adversary Cycle” where he was introduced and the final one, the character grew and changed tremendously. Wilson’s second “story cycle” was the evolution of Repairman Jack from mundane (if funny and creative) fixit man to someone who could deal with Lovecraftian horrors from Beyond The Stars. The ~15 Repairman Jack novels (one per year) have been about that evolution of character.
Today the last one comes out. The events of this one (The Dark At The End) apparently lead straight into Nightworld and, after the apocalyptic finale of Nightworld**, there’s really no room for anything else (plus Wilson has said he’s never going to write a novel set afterwards.
Anyway, I love this series and while I understand why Wilson’s ending it (and every novel since the second or third has point blank said that the series will end between book 15 and 20), I’m gonna miss it.
Anyone else a fan and want to talk about it?
*Non-political but in practice. (Wilson’s a huge libertarian, but while it informs some of his characters, it (mostly) doesn’t intrude into the plot.)
**BIG Spoiler here. If you ever intend to read this stuff, do NOT read this box. Really. Don’t. You won’t ruin the story but you’ll spoil a huge chunk of fun.
A total, world-wide incursion of Lovecraftian horrors. Probably 40-60% of the population of the world wiped out from diamond-toothed chew-wasps, jelly-blobs (floating jellyfish that suck blood), etc. And who knows how many others will die from the collapse of the infrastructure and people losing all their sanity points. This isn’t one of those subtle incursions that people can poo-poo away.
Any novel after this would be a “Let’s rebuild society” book. [/spoiler]