Last night I finished reading The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet’s Nest. I’d been reading the book for about a month, and I was 80% finished after a week. I realized in a panic that it was the last of a trilogy and the author was dead. I stretched the last few chapters out, reading only a few pages a day.
I’m going to miss Lisbeth Salander. I loved reading the trilogy, and I loved reading them in order.
I’m on book #2, just a few pages in. Love me some Lisbeth Salander and can’t wait to see how her character unfolds…
There are rumors of a book #4, all tied up in some probate dispute. Bah!
I’m on the last few pages and I think I’m going to cry. I will miss you Lisbeth.