What follows is a true story. For the past two months I have been trapped in a fictional world and was only just now able to get out. Please read what I have to say, and take heed, so that it doesn’t happen to you.
It all started when I got back from ALA Midwinter in Denver. After spending two years reading very seriously and critically, I was looking for something lighthearted, and preferably, something I had never read before. I had just received a copy of The Wild Robot Escapes a few weeks before it was due to be released (thanks to the kind publisher) but I wanted to wait a little while before reading something brand new.
My students have long been obsessed with the Warriors books. It’s a series about wild forest cats, who live in clans that frequently fight with each other. I had never read any of the books, and a particular student was encouraging me to. I figured, why not? It could be fun, so I walked over to the shelf and picked up the first one, Into the Wild.
I must say, I was pleasantly surprised at how much I enjoyed it. The critical part of my brain was effectively turned off, and I was reading just for fun, and it was that. It was fun. It ended on a cliffhanger, and a small part of me wanted to know what was going to happen next, but I wasn’t too deep into the Warriors universe, yet, and it wasn’t too hard to ignore that tiny, nagging voice.
I put Into the Wild back on the shelf, and pulled out The Wild Robot Escapes and set it on my desk so I could start it on my lunch break. The foray into Warriors was fun, and I would at least have an idea of what my students were talking about when they discussed the books.
Then, two things happened. First, a fifth grader walked by my desk and saw the Wild Robot Escapes.
“I thought you told me that doesn’t come out for a few weeks! Can I read it?” Of course, I gave it to him, and of course this left me without a book on my lunch break.
Almost immediately after that, a third grade girl brought in a stack of books, and set it on the circulation desk. I started scanning the books to check them in, and noticed the second Warriors book in the stack.
I made a decision then that would change my life for the next few months. I picked it up, and said “Why not?” The small part of me that wanted to know what was going to happen screamed, “Yes!” It also said, “Spring break is coming up. Why not get the third book just on case you finish this one and don’t have anything else to read?”
I didn’t see myself having much time to read over spring break, so I said, “Whatever.” and picked up the third book and put it in my bag.
Well, we travelled to Virginia to visit family, and we got some snow. The first half of the week, was nothing but lots and lots of snow, which of course, gave me some time to read. I quickly finished the second book and started and finished the third.
Of course, the third book ended on a cliffhanger, and as soon asI got back to school, after spring break, I got the fourth. And the fifth and sixth.
This ended the storyline for the first series, and it should have been a perfect place for me to stop. I wanted to stop. I really did. I had so many other books that I wanted to read. Then I read somewhere that Firestar had kits, and I kind of wanted to meet them. So I did. I moved right into the first book in The New Prophecy series, Midnight.
It seemed hopeless. I was stuck in a series, and I had no chance of getting out. I knew that the series continued on long past this point, and I didn’t see any way of freeing myself.
Luckily, this book wasn’t all that good. Not a whole lot happened, and it was mainly just setting up the action in the coming books. I did get to meet Firestar’s kits and they were cool, but I didn’t enjoy reading this book all that much.
A friend came by in the darkest moment and offered me a hand. Her name is Dory. You can read about her in this book.
The newest book in her series ended up on my desk, and there isn’t much out there that I like better than a new Dory Fantasmagory book. This paired with the fact that I didn’t really enjoy Midnight all that much, helped me escape from the Warriors universe. It’s good to be out. I finished the new Dory book, and I got The Wild Robot Escapes back. (two students and one third grade class read aloud later) I am very much enjoying it.
I did grab this, though, and it’s waiting ominously on my nightstand.
I’m ignoring it for now, but it is there. Waiting.