You know that feeling you get when you read a truly good book? The sense of completeness, feeling like emerging from a dark room out into garden drenched with sunlight?
That’s how I feel right now. I’ve just finished A Talent for War by Jack McDevitt. It’s fantastic. More like an Indiana Jones movie than Star Wars, it’s engrossing and engaging and all that. It manages that with hardly any action at all and very few battles. Very few the main character is engaged in anyway; others are described to him.
I wish it wasn’t over. There are other books in this series, but I cannot imagine what it will involve. This story is over.