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Tuesday, July 26, 2011
As everyone not currently living under a rock knows, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part 2 came out recently. It's the end of the line, officially. First the book series ended (while I was in Seattle for a friend's wedding, of all horrible timing. Nothing quite like frantically, hungrily reading a beloved book series' finale while horrendously hung over). But then, all of us Potterheads had something to look forward to! The movies! And now, the movies are over. The little kids we started the adventure with, Dan Radcliffe, Rupert Grint and Emma Watson are grown up and are moving on. And so, I must also move on...
... to the first book in the series! Yay! It's like the seasons! They end, but then they just start over. And the wonderful thing about Harry Potter is it's absolute readability. Not just the first go round, or even the second or third. But honestly, as many times as you can muster. And it's such a delight now, to have all seven books and be able to read the series in its entirety without having to wait for the next one to come out. I got hooked on this series at about 22 years old, I think. By that time, only four books were out and I remember finishing Goblet of Fire, which I had read basically without stopping while back home in Nashville for vacation, and going "Oh God. Oh God NO! Now I have to wait?!" That was the reason I've read books 1 - 3 so many stinking times (and Prisoner of Azkaban was/still sorta is my favorite.
So while I have no new adventures coming up, at least I am comforted in an uninterrupted book binge that began last night in bed, while Todd twirled my hair, as I opened up The Sorceror's Stone and read all about the start of The Boy Who Lived. And I'm comforted by the fact that he totally hooks up with Ginny and makes babies with her, all of whom get to live happily ever after. Except maybe Albus Severus Potter, because with a name like that, you have a LOT to live up to.