Writing 9 Blogs In A Day

  I just wrote 8 blogs. I am so writing a blog everyday from now on. Christmas just makes people so busy. It was good that I got enough sleep today, my mom says I slept for 13 hours last night, which may be true. Today I finally finished my book. I have finally finished the Great Book of Amber. And I am so depressed. Apparently when I was still at Michelle's house, she told me that the author Roger Zelezny died before he could truly finish the series. I mean after reading the ending, I felt like it was really incomplete. I could feel that there were more to everything that was going on and there could be--would be so much more stories to tell. But the author is gone and I don't think anyone could replicate his unique and timeless style. That would mean that the story never really ended, and I hate to see it that way. I am okay with a bad book series that is complete. But a good book especially a series that had no sequel? That is utterly unbelievable. Yet I can't do anything about it. For example I read this book called Echo that I got from the school library. I could not find the sequel anywhere. I checked in VPL, I even checked in the second largest book store in North America, I checked on ebay and what not. The book simply does not exist. And it is sad because it was such a good story and the author didn't even come close to ending it. It felt like the first book of a series and everything is just started to pop and crackle when it all ends. With no explanation, no nothing. It is understandable if an author produces an unsatisfactory ending to a book or series, at least you know where the author would have gone with the whole story. But with no real ending from the original author, it leaves the story hanging on a thread, and most people don't want to continue writing a story that is not their's.
  I hope someone might take a shot at writing more for The Great Book of Amber. I think I will reread some of my favourite parts when I have time. It just fells so sad, because I know the ending is not the ending, and there will probably never be an real ending...
  Oh, and writing nine blogs in a day is really tiring, considering all the things you have to re encounter. I can remember most of my week except for some times during my sleep over. I think I was so tired that I couldn't think straight or remember properly... I totally want to do an all-nighter again... But now I am going to my comfy bed, in which I shall slumber into the New Year.
  Happy New Year everyone. And I wish you all the best!