I have it in my hot little hands
Although there were no fewer than three different public Harry Potter parties here in town last night, I didn't go to any of them. Some small children needed to be in bed by then, and besides, my copy was sitting safely at the public library, ready for me to pick it up this morning.
I set my alarm clock for 7:30, planning to get up, have breakfast, and be at the library at 8:30 when they opened. Well, I turned the alarm clock off and fell back asleep until 8:20. When I did wake up, I threw on some clothes, brushed my teeth, and jumped in the car.
When I got to the library, I saw a HP fan even more eager than myself. A little old lady with a walker, wearing a nightgown and slippers, was climbing into the passenger side of a car, clutching her copy of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. I know you think I'm making this up for dramatic license, but I'm not. She was in. her. nightgown. And slippers. She'd just rolled out of bed and had her husband drive her over.
At least I got dressed first...
I rushed in, collected my copy, and rushed back out to read the first chapter in the car (I knew when I got home I would not have time to read for a while, due to the small children mentioned previously). I am a methodical reader, and I read the cover flaps and introductions and prologues of most books. The cover flap of this book was giving nothing away. It reads, simply, "We now present the seventh and final installment in the epic tale of Harry Potter."
I also felt compelled to read the table of contents. It looks like mugglenet.com was right on a few of their predictions, based on some of the chapter titles, like "Kreacher's Tale" and "Godric's Hollow". There is also one somewhat alarming chapter title called "The Life and Lies of Albus Dumbledore".
Finally, I took a small peek at the last page, no, not to find out how it ended, but to see what the last word is (at one time Rowling said it was "scar", but changed it in editing since then.) The new last word was "well", which tells us nothing. However, I did glimpse the last two sentences, which told me whether Harry lives or dies. No matter. I knew it anyway. No other way it could possibly end. No, I won't tell you!
Now, the baby is napping, the kidlets are watching Saturday morning cartoons. I'm going to read a while.
I set my alarm clock for 7:30, planning to get up, have breakfast, and be at the library at 8:30 when they opened. Well, I turned the alarm clock off and fell back asleep until 8:20. When I did wake up, I threw on some clothes, brushed my teeth, and jumped in the car.
When I got to the library, I saw a HP fan even more eager than myself. A little old lady with a walker, wearing a nightgown and slippers, was climbing into the passenger side of a car, clutching her copy of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. I know you think I'm making this up for dramatic license, but I'm not. She was in. her. nightgown. And slippers. She'd just rolled out of bed and had her husband drive her over.
At least I got dressed first...
I rushed in, collected my copy, and rushed back out to read the first chapter in the car (I knew when I got home I would not have time to read for a while, due to the small children mentioned previously). I am a methodical reader, and I read the cover flaps and introductions and prologues of most books. The cover flap of this book was giving nothing away. It reads, simply, "We now present the seventh and final installment in the epic tale of Harry Potter."
I also felt compelled to read the table of contents. It looks like mugglenet.com was right on a few of their predictions, based on some of the chapter titles, like "Kreacher's Tale" and "Godric's Hollow". There is also one somewhat alarming chapter title called "The Life and Lies of Albus Dumbledore".
Finally, I took a small peek at the last page, no, not to find out how it ended, but to see what the last word is (at one time Rowling said it was "scar", but changed it in editing since then.) The new last word was "well", which tells us nothing. However, I did glimpse the last two sentences, which told me whether Harry lives or dies. No matter. I knew it anyway. No other way it could possibly end. No, I won't tell you!
Now, the baby is napping, the kidlets are watching Saturday morning cartoons. I'm going to read a while.
posted by Andrea | 9:43 AM
2 Comments:
I know you won't get on this for a while, busy reading and all, but congratulations on your accomplishment (getting the book, even though you didn't knock down the old lady in her nightgown). :) Hmm, maybe I should make a trip down there in the next couple of days to borrow it before you take it back... ;)
Brennen was the same way- except he procured his at midnight.
I have yet to read any of them, but I get a full blown report on each of the books, they sound very interesting.
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