Today I went to Half Price Books and was looking for a copy of TFIOS (because, even though I’ve already read it, I somehow misplaced my original copy and needed another) when I heard someone in the next isle over mention S. J. Maas.
Now, in case you haven’t seen any of my previous posts, memes, or reblogs, I’m gonna let you know right now that S. J. is my actual savior. For real. The woman is a gift from God.
So anyhow, I decided that if the person in the isle next to me liked S. J, we could talk about her books or the crap ending to EoS or something.
As I rounded the corner, I saw that the people in the isle over were a grandmother and her grandson, and before her on the floor, the grandmother had placed down none other than the wonderful, breathtaking, awe-inspiring series of TMI.
Now, I’m not usually one to intrude, but I simply had to know what this woman wanted with a legendary series such as TMI. So, the first thing I ask her is: “Have you read this series before?”
I didn’t really expect her to answer, or, for that matter, take interest in a relatively young, hopeless booknerd such as myself, but she turned right on around and replied, that, yes she had read the series before.
Turns out, this grandmother was collecting the new edition of the TMI series and had not only read TMI, but TDA and TID as well.
I mentioned to her how much I loved TID, and that I thought it was underrated and needed more recognition. The very first thing this lady says in reply is, “Will Herondale.”
Naturally, I was surprised, but after a swift recovery, I responded with: “GURL, don’t even get me started.”
So anyhow, that’s the story of how I fangirled about Will Herondale, Blackstairs, and The Mortal Instruments with somebody else’s grandmother at my local Half Price Books for the good part of an hour.