The End of a Beloved Series. Crap!

I just read Rachel Caine's newsletter stating Daylighters would be the last installment in the Morganville series. What!? No. Wait. I thought I had more time. I'm not prepared. I love this series.

I'm the first person to say a TV or book series went on too long, but rationalizing a series' end when it's the right time feels like a well thought out break up. Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Friends, Angel, Monk, Stargate SG-1, Battlestar Galactica, all shows that ended on the right note at the right time, but that I still miss. Firefly and Wonderfalls are two shows that ended before their time and I still growl about it, mostly Firefly because that was pure awesomeness.

When Richelle Mead's Succubus series ended I paced around my apartment, book in hand, plotting the spinoff. I've never written fanfiction before, but that would have been my first if I knew what it was back then.

As a reader, what are we to do at the end of our favorite stories? Savor the experience? Spin the rest of the tale in our heads? Shrug it off and move on? Get on Goodreads and open a discussion? Whine in a blogpost? Sadness.