By Katherine Kurtz
Katherine Kurtz’s Deryni
series is probably the single “open-ended” series of fiction that I have read
most consistently across most of my life. A fairly good number of such series have
come and gone from my must-read list (see below); there are a few that I have
taken up in the last couple of decades that currently enjoy that status (The Dresden Files, Honor Harrington, The Nathan
Heller Cases). But there is only one that I can think of now that I have
read virtually all my life, certainly from late-adolescence/early-adulthood.
And it is perhaps the most profoundly influential series in shaping my
character and personality, who I am today. There was, however, a long dearth in
publication of new installments, eight years between when the last appeared in
2006 and the recent publication of the latest late last year, which led to it drifting
out of my consciousness. Nevertheless, recent conversation with friends brought
it to mind and a quick Internet search revealed the recent publication of the most recent book, which I
ordered. But the wait for The King’s
Deryni to arrive (some things I’m just not
going to read in ebook) also inspired me to revisit the very beginning of the
series – sort of.