I've just returned from the big release party for Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. Everyone else at my house is asleep. I've cleared my weekend. There's nothing stopping me from seizing the book and reading straight through until morning, but the book is still sitting in the chair where I dropped it on my way in. I haven't even taken it out of the bag yet.
I keep thinking, "This is it. This is the last one, the last Harry Potter book." Oh, I know J. K. Rowling has started making teasing statements about how she might possibly write another series in the same fantasy world she's created for Harry, but it won't be the same. I'll never get another chance to read a Harry Potter book for the first time.
Millions of fans around the world rejoiced tonight, just as the hundreds of folks at the Denton Barnes & Noble cheered when the boxes were opened and the first book was taken out. I wonder how many of them are pausing, like me, and feeling a little sad that this phenomenon has come to an end.
Will Harry Potter continue to dominate the news after tonight? Will the excitement die down after the mysteries are resolved? When the smoke clears, will the series be recognized as a modern classic or just a fad?
All good questions, but I don't have time to ponder them any longer. I have some serious reading to do. See you on the other side.
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