books that should have sequels | Watching the Words

Top Ten Tuesday is a weekly meme hosted by the Broke and the Bookish. Book bloggers create their own lists based on the chosen topics and post links to our lists. It’s a way of all sharing our thoughts and our love of books. And who doesn’t love lists??

So this week’s challenge was to list those books which I wish had sequels – those books that made me wish the story could just go on for at least a little longer.

The Book Thief by Markus Zusak – I know the story ended and that it ended well, but it just doesn’t matter. It was so wonderful, so amazing, so all-absorbing – I just want more.
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows by J.K. Rowling – I’m aware that there were seven books, but it may have been one of my saddest literary moments when I finished the last in the series. I wanted that magical world to continue on so I could continue to be a part of it.
Eleanor & Park by Rainbow Rowell – Wonderful quirky love story. I wanted to know what happened to Eleanor and Park in the future, I wanted to travel the path with them forward to a happy ending.
Mr. Penumbra’s 24-Hour Bookstore by Robin Sloan – I desperately want to read more about these fun, intelligent, and quirky characters!
Out of the Easy by Ruta Sepetys – A great historical novel and I fell in love with Josie – I want to see where her life goes from here.
Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury – A beautiful book, and most likely a sequel would ruin it, but I always wanted to see what the future would bring for Guy and those in his world.
An Abundance of Katherines by John Green – Time for another road trip with Colin and Hassan!
Ungifted by Gordon Korman – This one is for my kids – they loved the hilarity of the characters in this book and were left wanting more!
Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman – I want to know where he goes from here and what his life brings him – does he ever go back to the graveyard?
Ocean at the End of the Lane by Neil Gaiman – I want them to meet up again, to go on more adventures together now that he is grown – or is it just impossible for adults to have the same childlike belief and sense of wonder?