Book rage

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When J.K Rowling killed Sirius, and Dumbledore, and Fred Weasley, and Tonks and Lupin. . . and on and on and on, I understood. There was a war. Death happens.

When Charlaine Harris turned Bill Compton into a complete and total pantywaste, I put up with it. I get that there was a reason behind all of this.

When Anne Rice just lost her ever loving mind and started writing about Jesus. I just stopped reading her books.

When Stephenie Meyer wrote Breaking Dawn, I shut up and accepted her Mormon viewpoints and complete anticlimactic (and stupid) ending. Previous to that, I was respectful about her terrible writing and her stupid effing sparkling vampires.
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END SPOILERS

HOWEVER, this will not be tolerated. There are few fictional characters that I dare to put faith in that they will not be killed or otherwise ruined. Yes, that translates to there are worse things than death.

It was a crapshoot reading this particular book series in the first place, and I've put up with all sorts of shenanigans from said author. Particularly the off putting (read: non-existent) character development and the deus ex machina method of solving all problems. And the stupid bootleg pron-tastic behavior. AND the blatant MarySue-ish main character. I nearly forgot that. Oh the anger. I put up with all these things, and was a loyal reader. Then she goes and commits character assassination. Makes the one character who never would do. Can the bullshit about your characters "speaking" to you. There is a thing such as logical progression and set character traits. This fits into neither. Nor does it qualify as a twist ending. The first 16 books raped literary technique. Through it all, I kept quiet. I shudder to think how bad the ire will be when I finally break down and read the accursed book. Which I will, because I can't believe it actually happened. And because I'm loyal, to a fault, if nothing else. But mark my words, I am not happy.