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Well. I've finished the Lymond Chronicles, and now I feel very dazed and vaguely empty inside, like always when an entire universe has held me by the scruff of the neck and dragged me from this world entirely. And now it is done with me, and I am not quite sure what to do with myself.

I feel like I've been through a wringer many times over, and every time I thought things could not possibly get any angstier, Dunnett proved me very, very wrong. I nearly had a heart attack or something at the last bit, several times over.

My world feels a little smaller now, but all the same, I'm quite glad my boy is wonderful and not nearly half as insane as Lymond is.

Gah, I haven't had a read like this in a very long time, when the withdrawal symptoms (heh, books are my addiction) hit so hard.

A more coherent review of Checkmate to come...

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I know now that I shouldn't have waited as long as I did to read CHECKMATE--it didn't sweep me up as much as the others did, even though I know it's many people's favorite. But I plan to read it again.

I've always had a problem, even from the first, that most of Checkmate was unnecessary...but even so, it's a monumental ending to the series, and the last few pages are so beautifully written.

I remember complaining as I read that Lymond needed an army to get him married--the yenta corps.

Yeah, I agree... both Checkmate and RC feel like the very long and drawn out denouement (sp) of Pawn.

But I am not arguing, because I am a total sucker for romantic angst.

Although I do think it's sort of fun checking off all the romance cliches.