Ah, Crap!

As I stated a few days ago, I read Star Wars novels. I finished Tempest last night, and I must say I'm enjoying this whole Legacy of the Force series. I still have six more books to read in the series, which makes what happened last night all the more upsetting.

I had 20 minutes to kill, so I flipped through this month's issue of Wired and started reading the article by Chris Baker about Leland Chee, the Star Wars continuity guru. It's an interesting article about Chee's job policing everything Star Wars and making sure there are no inconsistencies. At the bottom of one two-page spread is a timeline of the various Star Wars tales. I just sort of soaked it in, reading a few of the key moments when my eyes unknowingly fell on the part about the series I'm reading. And just like that, I know the outcome of the series I'm reading. I know who dies and I know who kills him.

Wonderful.

This spoiler isn't nearly as bad as the time I went to watch The Usual Suspects for the first time at a friend's house. Just an hour before I left, I was watching an Atlanta Braves game when the camera man panned the crowd to Kevin Spacey and the commentator said, "Look, Keyser Soze." At the time I didn't even know what that meant, but ten minutes into the film and I knew the answer to that riddle.

Wonderful.

I told Stephanie I had read a huge spoiler from the Star Wars books and she said, "Good, now you don't have to read them anymore."

No, I'll keep reading, but it'll be all about the journey instead of any revelations or excitement about the climax of the story. But I've learned my lesson. From now on, I read my stories, whether they be novels or comics, as they come out instead of waiting for the entire story arc to conclude.