And Now I Have to Wait

Sigh, one of the worst parts of finding a new series that completely encompasses your life in the most obsessive way imaginable is when you have caught up with every book that is currently out, and now you have to wait. It is the same thing that happened when I was 16 years old (a long, long time ago). I had read everything at home, so I finally caved and borrowed my little sister’s copy of Harry Potter. And that was all she wrote. I was hooked. I asked around, I went to the library, I went through all four books that were out in a month, and then… I had to wait.

And sometimes that waiting takes years. After all, books do not just happen overnight. They take planning, plotting, keeping track of all those possible plot holes, and authors have to actually write the things.

If you have been paying attention to me here, or on my Instagram account, then you will have seen that since the last week of December 2025, I have been OBSESSED with Dungeon Crawler Carl. And this last Sunday night, I finished Book 7. Last night, I did my usual crawl into bed at 9 after putting my children to bed. Not to sleep. I am NOT that old. But that is my read for fun time, as I am still studying and have to read things that are assigned to me. Even as I worked as a high school English teacher, I was reading what my students would be reading as a refresher, so even for work, I read. Always reading. But I love books, clearly, so to find myself working with them, isn’t all that much of a shock.

I also love writing them, and I am still working on multiple projects: Perfect Neighbors, The Body in Room 710 (my Master’s Thesis), and The Weeping Tree. I have even more projects that are sitting and waiting for their turn. This year I am going to finish two of those. But which two…. And I digress.

Anyway, back to what I was talking about. I sat in bed, and I did not know what to do with myself. What do I read? Something off my TBR? But which one. Am I in the mood for something else? Am i even ready to let Carl and Donut go just yet? Sigh. Oh and Prepotente. I love that goat. At least I only have until May to wait. But then what? I will consume that book and then I will be stuck waiting, and waiting, for Book 9.

I have not felt this level of love and excitement a series for a very, very long time. And I guess I just want to say thank you Mr. Dinniman. Thank you for sharing your weird worlds, hilarious misadventures, and the strangest social commentary I have ever read.

GO READ IT!