So there you have it. I’ve read all 7 Merry Gentry Books by Laurell K Hamilton. It was simply an addiction I had to feed. I found myself buying novel after novel and having lucid dreams about the characters. I’m waiting for the 8th book – Divine Misdemeanors—to hit the shelves in December. It’s been a long time since I’ve picked up one book — let alone 7 books – and not been able to put it back down. Now I’m sitting here with an itch to scratch because December 8th can’t come fast enough. And I blame her for introducing me to this newly formed addiction. The downside; she is no longer mine. She’s the one who introduced me to Laurell K Hamilton. And now that I’ve so indulged myself in the Land of Faerie, I am greeted with my own shocking reality. The reality that the love of my life will no longer be in my life. She broke it off with me — not that anything was official. But it feels like a break up. And though I’m disheartened by it, I realized that it had to happen sooner or later. I love her, but I for one am so used to going it alone, that I know within my heart of hearts that we cannot be. I know I cannot be like everyone else around me or like the happy couples who sit on porches year after year month after month, day after day – growing old together. It is not within my divine makeup and for that I am truly sad. Sad because I know that it’ll make for a very lonely existence. I just know that my heart will always be with her from where I stand. I know that there are nights when I yearn the opportunity to stand up on my tiptoes and plant a soft kiss on her lips. But what is one night to a lifetime but a drop in the bucket. Who am I fooling, I can’t deal with myself for a lifetime much less to subject anyone to that kind of hell.