Just wow. Ok, you can talk to me again about Harry Potter. I am done.
I was going to eulogize the books. But I am too sad. I feel--as I did when finishing the Chronicals of Narnia for the first time, and the Lord of the Rings, and the fourth Thursday Next novel--that I will never read anything quite like that again.
I enjoy the discovery of reading a new book, especially these fantastical books with worlds quite outside the one we live in...and now I will greet this book as an old friend. I still savor the journey, but there is less discovery. Sigh. It's times like these that I secretly want to be a children's book editor... wouldn't it be loverly to read and comment on books for a living?? I think I would cry of joy.
Farewell, Harry Potter series. I'm not telling you the ending, readers--go out and discover it for yourself if you haven't already. It's worth the journey.
That is all.
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2 comments:
I agree, wholeheartedly. Most of all, as sad as I was that it was the end, it was the right end.
I almost think it would be more sad if she tried to write another Harry Potter book after this. This last book was a good conclusion.
I haven't read a SINGLE Harry Potter book. People tell me that I should read it.
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