Last Stand of Dead Men, Joy and a Broken Heart

Last Stand of Dead Men, is the penultimate book in the Skulduggery Pleasant series by Derek Landy. And it is amazing!

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Ever since I read his first book at the age of seven... well... I have been blown away by the shear whit, talent and genius of Mr Landy and the funny, heart breaking plots to his books! And his latest book, released three days ago, has killed me inside! It broke my heart even more, filled me with so much joy. But yet I hate Mr Landy's guts for leaving the book like that.

So, putting aside how much of a brilliant book it is, and how fantastical Derek truly is, the joy that accompanied almost every page (apart from the last one obviously) is such a beautiful and honest colour that it can't be kept a secret.

So, imagine you are standing on a sandy beach, in mid August, and the sun is high in the sky because it's around noon. You are looking out across the sea. There is not a cloud in the sky. You you look up to the sky and keep the sea just in your eye line. Then just before you reach the horizon, you look down and see a jade green strip of sea. That's the colour of joy.

But joy feels a little bit like bobbley wool. Its warm and comforting. And something you know is always going to be around. It's a comfort. But an amazing feeling that everybody is going to experience as we're all human and experience emotions.

 Derek broke my heart into smaller, sharper, more broken pieces. And that was a deep red. The same red as the word velvet. You know the red I mean? That deep, deeper than blood red. Yes, its not the nicest shade of red, but its a powerful shade nether the less. There is no escaping it. When the first tide of it washes over you and chills you to your very core, you instantly know that you are about to experience something that is going to make you feel so many things, but at the same time kill you. The next wave of it is an unbearable heat that only just touches the surface of you. And then you are left alone and everything comes crashing down on you. It crushes you and you're then left to stick the pieces together again with cheap sellotape.

Okay, well Derek didn't break my heart like a usual heartbreak. But he definitely broke it. No book has ever made me want to die. Ever. And Mr Landy did it. He knows how to snap heart strings, never mind pull on them. And it feels exactly like heartbreak.