Any Means To The End
Monday, July 23rd, 2007I finally finished reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows this morning. I actually called in a bit late to work to finish it up. In the end, what can I say about the book? I enjoyed it. I thought that the whole series was remarkably consistent. There were no low points, no patchy spots. The writing captured me, and I cared about all the characters.
I actually read the last chapter, the epilogue, last week when it leaked. I’m not the type that cares shield myself from spoilers. I like knowing where the story is going because it helps me to widen my focus as I’m reading through the book. If I don’t know where I’m going, I can focus only on absorbing plot points at breakneck speed. Knowing in the end who was going to live and what their resolution would be helped me pull myself back from the work emotionally just enough that I could truly enjoy the work.
I’m an absurdly emotional person. I always have been. My rather extreme introversion tends to keep this safely hidden away from the general public, but I’m driven almost exclusively by abstract emotions and concepts. I have had a favorite character all throughout the series, and I was content to get through the work with critical distance safely in place knowing that he had turned out alright—or at least alright as far as I was concerned.
Now it’s Allyson’s turn to read through the book. Hopefully, she’ll enjoy it as much as I did.
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