July 23rd, 2007 | 1 Comment »

On Friday night, we took a trek to East Atlanta (a very fashionable little area) to Bound to be Read Books for the drop of the final installment of the Harry Potter Series. Fox and Olaf were taking pictures of the Harry Potter fans anxiously awaiting the book release (I helped a little- putting stickers on discs and trying to get folks to step right up and say cheese.) Fox is a master at setting up amazing backdrops. Her photography skills are truly fantastic and the fanatics seemed to enjoy it too. (My favorite group came as a Quidditch team- using what were basics from around the house- some maroon graduation robes, little nerf baseball bats and household brooms to complete the look, but as a group they were hysterical!) The photos will be posted here sometime soon- but Ole used the photo of moi in his full report here.)

Unfortunately DR Boy had the flu on Friday night and had to miss out on what was a fun (albeit late) evening- I like to go to bed between ideally between 9:30 and 10:00, so the drive home was a little exhausting for me too and WAY past my bedtime. But I got my book! Like a fool, I didn’t pre-order, and initial reports had claimed that the bookstore was completely sold out of their first two shipments. I pouted most of the evening, particularly when the kiddies were clutching their books- but alas! Salvation! The store owner had some people not show at the midnight release and there were a few copies left!

I started reading the book early Saturday morning when I got home only to realize that the 6th book must not have made much of an impression- I was mostly clueless as to what was going on. So I re-read the last 4 chapters of book 6 (I should probably re-read the whole thing- but I’m afraid to delay the 7th book too long as it might be spoiled somewhere along the way by some evil, loud-mouthed child.)

DRBoy fully recovered by Sunday and took me to see the Harry Potter movie. It was fantastic. I don’t care what people say about Harry Potter, anything that generates this kind of hype is something worth paying attention to. Particularly if it gets kids to put down their playstation and get to the reading. Do you remember books that had power and meaning when you were a child? I wept and laughed and lived Laura Ingalls Wilder for an entire summer. Does anyone else remember Ramona Quimby? Or Anastasia Krupnik? Even now, I can become so enraptured in Jane Austen’s heroines, just opening a book can make me feel like I’m going home.

So it is with Harry Potter. I think when I finish the book, which could quite possibly be very soon, I might just have a gaping void left behind when he is gone. Will J.K. Rowling kill off her main character? A boy we have watched grow up – longing for a father figure and a place to call home? Yeah, I think she will.

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