I didn’t end up starting the new Harry Potter book until nearly 11pm last night. I stayed up until about 3am, reading. There’s just not a good place to pause and put it down, but I finally had to go to sleep. I was able to finish it this evening. Hoo-boy. It was much better than I’d anticipated. Much. I think Joseph Campbell would have approved. It was also much more intense than the other books, though I was expecting that.
The plot point that I was most worried might be mangled was the Snape story. I don’t know why that one was important to me, but it was a relief to get to the end and to know that I was right, dammit. I was also concerned about what might happen with Dumbledore. I think I would have felt cheated if the Dumbledore story had gone wrong, but it didn’t.
The writing itself seemed a little better, too. It may be that I was too engrossed in the story to be critical, so we’ll see, on re-reading, if the same sorts of things distract me in this book as in some of the other books.
red paper boat 