I finished the Dark Tower Series last night.
When I was done with the seventh and final book in the series, I slowly turned the book around, looked at all sides of it and sighed. I walked into my office and found the open space on the shelf beside the previous six books.
Just placing it on the bookshelf and turning out the light felt so utterly wrong and disrespectful. Before I knew it, I had lightly grazed the cover of Book 7 with a gentle kiss and slid it into it's respected place among the other books in the series.
I stood for a moment, looking at the spines, and ran my fingers along all seven.
I then turned out the light and shut the door.
But not before saying,
"Stephen King, to you I say thankya."