As a book lover, this makes me so sad.
I have a series that I love. I buy the first one or two books and fall in love with the world. I can’t wait to read more.
But wait! The next book in the series isn’t out until next year?! That’s such a long time to wait!
But I suck it up because, as a writer, I understand that good books are not made in a day. It takes time and effort, and more rewriting and refining than anyone realises. Heck, I’ve got books I’ve been working on for years.
And then, the day comes. It’s here! I’m so excited I rush to the bookstore and snatch it off the shelf.
It’s so beautiful. The cover is everything I wanted. It smells like paper and ink, and it’s a heavy, tangible presence in my hand.
Then I get it home and place it on my bookshelf next to the others in the series.

I almost cry then, realising what the publisher has done.
It’s a different size.
I know it doesn’t make a difference to how much I love the book, and I know how much time the author has spent working on their baby. And a small part of me that I squish down and ignore knows that if I had waited a few months, I would have been able to get a book with the same specs. I just had to wait for the next release.
But I didn’t want to wait for that book. I wanted it in my hand as soon as possible, so I could finish the journey.
As much as I adore this series by Taran Matharu, it breaks my book lover heart just a little when my books don’t match on my bookshelf.
What series do you have that don’t match on your bookshelf? Are you okay with it, or do you wait and go back to buy the last book so they all match?










