Boneman
Well-Known Member
That you had to go to the end of the book, to see if they're still alive?
Possible spoiler alert.
It's impossible for me to put a figure on how many books I've read in my life, but it's in the thousands. (I once gave 580 books away to a charity, and there are over 400 currently sitting on my shelves, today) In all that time, no matter how gripping; how absorbing; how much I wanted the hero to win, I've never gone to the end of a book to reassure myself they were alive and well, no matter how much I needed to.
Until last week.
I was enjoying some R'n'R in France, (reading and righting) and finally got round to reading Joe Abercrombie's 'Best Served Cold', which I've had for about a year. Now I don't think it's a spoiler to say that the hero has virtually no redeeming attributes, and is not averse to killing anyone who gets in their way, in whatever fashion comes to hand. The build-up of story, (but most importantly, character) drew me in so skilfully, that as the odds against them got worse and worse, I just had to know if the hero survived or not. I resisted for a long time, but in the end, I skipped to the last pages, saw her name and breathed a sigh of relief, and went back to where I'd left her, without actually seeing what happened.
To me, that's storytelling at its most sublime. I was so invested in the character that it became vital for me (knowing I was reading fiction, for God's sake!) to find out, and I clearly understood I was prepared to ruin my own enjoyment of the tale, to do this.
I'm hoping Joe will revisit this hero again in the future. Can't promise I won't check the end of the book, either...
Anybody else prepared to 'fess up?
Possible spoiler alert.
It's impossible for me to put a figure on how many books I've read in my life, but it's in the thousands. (I once gave 580 books away to a charity, and there are over 400 currently sitting on my shelves, today) In all that time, no matter how gripping; how absorbing; how much I wanted the hero to win, I've never gone to the end of a book to reassure myself they were alive and well, no matter how much I needed to.
Until last week.
I was enjoying some R'n'R in France, (reading and righting) and finally got round to reading Joe Abercrombie's 'Best Served Cold', which I've had for about a year. Now I don't think it's a spoiler to say that the hero has virtually no redeeming attributes, and is not averse to killing anyone who gets in their way, in whatever fashion comes to hand. The build-up of story, (but most importantly, character) drew me in so skilfully, that as the odds against them got worse and worse, I just had to know if the hero survived or not. I resisted for a long time, but in the end, I skipped to the last pages, saw her name and breathed a sigh of relief, and went back to where I'd left her, without actually seeing what happened.
To me, that's storytelling at its most sublime. I was so invested in the character that it became vital for me (knowing I was reading fiction, for God's sake!) to find out, and I clearly understood I was prepared to ruin my own enjoyment of the tale, to do this.
I'm hoping Joe will revisit this hero again in the future. Can't promise I won't check the end of the book, either...
Anybody else prepared to 'fess up?