If you haven’t read Bone yet, you real­ly should.

I won’t say any more*, because I should be writ­ing my own zom­bie-lawyer epic, but here are pas­sel of reviews.

* Except this: I did­n’t want it to end. As I approached page 1200**, I found myself torn: I could­n’t wait to turn the page and see just how every­one was going to get out of this jam, but I want­ed to pace myself, because I did­n’t want to get to the end­ing. No mat­ter how good an end­ing it was (and I feel it was just about per­fect), it would still be The End. I want­ed to stay with all of them—the Bone cousins, Thorn, Gran’­ma Ben, the red drag­on, even the stu­pid, stu­pid rat creatures—just a lit­tle longer.

It’s been almost for­ev­er since I read a book that made me feel that way.

** Yes. It’s a com­ic. Yes. It’s clear of 1300 pages long.