"Oh, poor thing!"
"Poor unfortunate soul!"
"That's too bad."
These are only some of society's sympathetic expressions. None of which have any effect on a mourning, impatient bookworm.
The Mark of Athena ended with a tragic and horribly horrid cliffhanger (leave NOW if you don't know what this means) and we fans, PJ psychopaths (or, Sherlockians will relate, highly functioning sociopaths) are mourning, and we have no idea about what yet.
This is a Great Depression in this flourishing fandom. Fangirls everywhere are drawing fan pictures, writing fan fiction about the next book, and crying into their pillows. I am writing this post to let you know that, like you, I am one of those fan-fiction writers and potential post-tartarus fall criers.
"Don't worry. I'm going to crawl to the ends of the earth, suffer loss and hatred, narrowly escape sudden death and utter starvation and come back with a copy of the House of Hades."
"Pre-order The House of Hades today on Amazon Kindle."
Are the only words we want to hear.
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