An Interestng Feeling...or...The End of an Era...

So I normally get "Harry Withdrawal" as I call it. That is, at the end of every HP book I have read, there has been a sinking feeling of "there's no more to read" and a dreadful pain that kept me wanting to know what happened after book. Luckily, there was always another book to satiate my appetite. Now, however, there is not.

I bought the book at 1215 on Friday night...no I did not wait in line or anything, I went to the local grocery store (which stayed open an extra hours just for the occasion), picked up a book (one of the first by the looks of it) and went home. I read a couple of chapters and went to bed. I didn't get a chance (a first on the day after HP comes out) to read ANY of the book. So on Sunday I started reading in earnest. I, however, did not get a chance to finish. Ah well, I set myself the goal to make it last as long as I could...it would be the last, after all.

Now today I hit the point of no return, the moment that I hit in every book I read where you cannot stop from turning pages and reading to the end. But, unlike the previous episodes in the HP epic, I was hit my such an odd feeling. At the same time I felt an exhiliration to finish the story, get to the end of the book, keep reading as fast as I could (while still paying close attention), and also to stop in my tracks and read only a few words and wait for the end.

It is the end of an era for me. The first series in a very long time that I have finished. Not since I read the Chronicles of Narnia almost 10 years ago have I read a series quite like this and finished it. I started the Earth's Children series...but since Jean Auel has yet to write the sixth and final chapter of that series, I still have Ayla by my side. But now the HP epic is over. I was pleased with the book...I will not spoil any of it for you...but I was pleased overall with the quality of the writing, the plot, and the way everything was finished up. But I am undeniably sad and there is a void in my life now. Oddly enough, less than a month before my 21st birthday, I feel like I have said goodbye to my childhood. This was the last little bit fo whimsy and fancy that was my guilty pleasure. Now, don't get me wrong, I still believe in things unseen, but it seems a little more foolish now, and little more childish than it did just yesterday.

Wow, now that I'm even more depressed than before...I'm going to leave you to your reading and hope you have fun and enjoyment and many years of belief in the unseen.

JCM

p.s.--as with all HP fans, I proudly hope beyond hope that JKR will write again, and she has said that we can "never say never."

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