Top Ten Tuesday is a weekly feature/meme hosted by The Broke and the Bookish. This week’s topic is Top Ten Books I Wish Could Have Had Sequels.
When I started putting this post together, I was surprised by how many books I’ve read that do have sequels. I seem to prefer series — I like revisiting characters and settings/towns/worlds that I’ve come to love, but in the context of a new or continued story. For this post, however, I ruled out books that already have a sequel, or are likely to have one in the not-too-distant future, so you won’t find the Kingkiller Chronicles or Seraphina or the All Souls trilogy (A Discovery of Witches) on this list. And as usual, these are in no particular order.
- The Blue Sword by Robin McKinley. OK, it has a prequel (The Hero and the Crown), but as good as that book is, what I really wanted was more Hari and Corlath. And Mathin and Narknon, come to that.
- Stardust by Neil Gaiman. The story of Tristran and Yvaine is basically finished, but I would love to see another story set in this world.
- Spindle’s End by Robin McKinley. I’m not sure a sequel involving Rosie, Narl, and Peony is possible, but I loved these characters and wish I could see more of them. Or failing that, at least more of that world, especially the Gig. And Flinx. And maybe Katriona and Aunt.
- The Seven Dials Mystery by Agatha Christie. I love Bundle Brent and Bill Eversleigh, and the whole idea of the Seven Dials organization was so deliciously over the top. I dearly wish Christie had written a few more Bundle and Bill stories, a la Tommy and Tuppence.
- Straight by Dick Francis. Most of Francis’s mysteries were standalones, with the exception of the Sid Halley series and the two starring Kit Fielding. I enjoy Straight and have reread it several times, but it always feels a little unresolved at the end. Derek Franklin is an interesting character; I would have liked to see more of him. (Come to think of it, I could have done with another Kit Fielding mystery or two, as well.)
- Never Pick Up Hitchhikers by Ellis Peters. Hardly anyone but me seems to know this book, but I love it, and unlike some of my other picks, this one actually could have led to a series. Willie Banks is delightful, as is Calli, and since by the end of the book Willie is planning to go into the police force, there was plenty of scope for further mysteries involving him. Alas, Ellis Peters never wrote them.
- Winter Solstice by Rosamunde Pilcher. I think this is my favorite of Pilcher’s novels, and that’s including The Shell Seekers and Coming Home, both of which I love. There’s something so heartwarming and healing about this novel, which is at its core about love — all kinds of love, not just romantic love. Each time I read it, I don’t want it to end; the people in it become as dear to me as family.
- The Horse and His Boy by C. S. Lewis. I’m breaking my “no existing sequels” rule for this one, but The Horse and His Boy really does stand almost alone in comparison to the other books in the series. The Pevensey children, now grown-up kings and queens, come into the book briefly, but they aren’t the focus of the story, and they’re onstage a remarkably short time. I loved Shasta/Cor and Aravis, Bree and Hwin, and would have liked to see more of them.
- Ballet Shoes by Noel Streatfeild. Theater Shoes mentions the Fossil sisters (Pauline, Petrova, and Posey) but they don’t really come into the story. I’m not sure if a sequel would have been possible, given that the three girls go in three very different directions at the end of Ballet Shoes, but I wasn’t ready to let go of them. And Petrova’s story, in particular, would have been interesting.
- Linnets and Valerians by Elizabeth Goudge. Another lovely book that probably couldn’t have supported a sequel, since the final chapter really answered all the questions. But as a child, I was always sad to see the story end, and wanted to stay with the characters longer — and that’s still true, each time I re-read it.
What about you? Which books do you really wish had sequels?