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This Week’s Question:
Top ten books i wish could have had sequels
1. Will always be Michael McDowell’s Blackwater series. It’s true: six books isn’t enough when it comes to the mysterious saga of the Caskey family. There are just so many unanswered questions about what happened to the line of Alabama rivermonster women, and a totally unsecret hope that they just kept on being rivermonster women and continue to do so to this day.
2. D*U*C*K. This was a tough one. Because as much as I love G-man and Rickey, and as much as I salivate at the thought of Dead Shrimp Blues, the oft-talked about but never materializing sixth book in the series, I also respect Martin’s decision not to continue it. Maybe it’s even better that the series ended when it did, as this last novel in the saga of two New Orleans chefs and their crew, who travel down to southern Louisiana to cook a very special one-night meal, is far and away my favorite of the lot. But if Martin ever changes his mind, I will be pre-ordering with bells on.
3. Wicked Gentlemen by Ginn Hale. Hot gay steampunk with the kind of happy ending where you just know family dinners are going to be awkward. Well, I want my awkward family dinners! Gah! *bites fist*
4. The God Eaters by Jesse Hajicek, aka the book where I never looked the same way at cooking oil ever again. I mean, it had to have taken a long time for the West to get settled. They must’ve had to stop rolling around with one another long enough to eat, or ride horses, or take a long bath in a cold stream, playfully splashing one another and scrubbing each other’s–
Okay, I’ll stop.
5. Split Ends by Charles Ogden, who was in reality a cabal of Star Farm Production writers. I say cabal because they did a dastardly deed here: Split Ends, the ninth book in the Edgar and Ellen series (Edgar & Ellen being two orphaned Addamsesque children who dug tunnels and practiced chemistry in a dilapidated town that was sometimes covered in maple syrup) ends on a cliffhanger, with a tenth book promised. Only… that book never materialized! The whole series ends on a cliffhanger! Nine books! It had scuba diving! And snark! And illustrations! I am still mad about this, btw. In case you had questions.
6. If I say Amanda Downum’s The Drowning City, will y’all just turn away in disgust as I quite obviously can’t stop talking about her books?
Okay, forget I said anything.
7. Saugus to the Sea by Bill Brown. I think by now it should be a foregone conclusion that water allotment in Southern California is subject to some kind of conspiracy (again) but this one’s my favorite. It’s a book about an almost dreamlike L.A., where people are conspiring with nature against Hollywood. It ends kind of– well I won’t spoil it for you but I really really need to know what happens next. Don’t make me fanfic it, Bill.
8. How to Cook a Tart by Nina Kilham / Reckless Appetites by Jacqueline Deval. Both are books about chefs who lose the romantic thread a little, both feature luscious descriptions of food, and both end in the same very unexpected way, in opposite directions, which is the best I can do to talk about these two without spoiling them sideways. Look, if you want to know more, let’s pop down to the comments to do this, and label it all HONKING BIG SPOILERS.
9. The Death of the Necromancer by Martha Wells. Jewelry theft, chases through steam tunnels and so many characters I could’ve followed for at least another three books. I love a good jewel theft. And a good tunnel chase! And paranoia! And crones! And snarkiness at court! Gah.
10. Peril at End House by Agatha Christie. Because it makes sense to wonder who bought the houseafterwards, don’t you think?