Lately I’ve been struggling to get through Laurell K. Hamilton’s Anita Blake books. I’ve read every single one & have been reading them for a decade. I’ve always loved the world, the story & the characters but the past few books have caused me to slowly lose interest.

I’ve had Affliction in my beside table for the last 3wks & have only made it halfway through. I find I just can’t bring myself to slog through Anita’s personal shit for this book’s plot. I found myself w/ time enough to read some tonight & was surprised by the sense of dread I was overcome w/.

It’s w/ a heavy heart that I hang up my love for the Anita Blake series but when I choose to do something - anything - else besides read a book, there is something wrong.

I’ll wait patiently for the next Merry Gentry book but for me, Anita is done.
sigh