Notes from halfway through Checkmate

I think everyone in RL who knows me now thinks I am entirely insane because most of me is still living in Dunnett's world. Plus, there's the fact that I grin crazily every so often thinking about the books and what's going to happen next.

So, to get this out of my system, below are many incoherent thoughts and many strange noises, mostly incoherent (I was scribbling these down at work because as I said, I am insane and entirely obsessed):

(the incoherency can mostly be summed up as: OH THE ANGST!!!)
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Am taking frequent breaks from reading Checkmate because, oh, the angst!!

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Apologies for spamming the FL, but am one giant mess of emotion right now.

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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...