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So Entertainment Weekly did a whole issue dedicated to Harry Potter. There was an article by Daniel Fierman that I thought was quite good, especially the last bit. And since most of the people on my friends list are HP fans and/or writers, I thought you guys would appreciate it.
Excerpt from Harry Potter and the Last Hurrah, by Daniel Fierman:
Good endings are funny things. They provide both a rich satisfaction and a lingering emptiness. And when the 759th page of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows is turned, it's tempting to succumb to mourning. Unless something extremely unexpected comes to pass, we have seen the end of a literary phenomenon for the ages--the defining pop culture experience not only of the last decade, but very possibly of a generation.
Myself, I didn't weep. Books don't die. Not good ones. I just stopped and looked at a corner of my house, where my wife and I are building a room. Walls are going up. Paint is being applied. Our first child, a son, Theodore, is due in just a few months. In the corner of his room there is a low-slung bookcase that six books already call home--so I closed Deathly Hallows and introduced it to its brothers on that shelf. There the Potter novels will wait patiently--for a new generation, for Theo--as alive as Dumbledore's portrait, or the very air we breathe.
Excerpt from Harry Potter and the Last Hurrah, by Daniel Fierman:
Good endings are funny things. They provide both a rich satisfaction and a lingering emptiness. And when the 759th page of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows is turned, it's tempting to succumb to mourning. Unless something extremely unexpected comes to pass, we have seen the end of a literary phenomenon for the ages--the defining pop culture experience not only of the last decade, but very possibly of a generation.
Myself, I didn't weep. Books don't die. Not good ones. I just stopped and looked at a corner of my house, where my wife and I are building a room. Walls are going up. Paint is being applied. Our first child, a son, Theodore, is due in just a few months. In the corner of his room there is a low-slung bookcase that six books already call home--so I closed Deathly Hallows and introduced it to its brothers on that shelf. There the Potter novels will wait patiently--for a new generation, for Theo--as alive as Dumbledore's portrait, or the very air we breathe.