A prayer for Deathly Hallows - no spoilers here
Please, please, please, don't let me be disappointed - I don't care about happy endings or who dies, I just want to be enthralled, surprised, amazed and delighted, like I was at the end of Prisoner of Azkaban. I want that experience again, which is why I've hung around in the fandom for the last five or so years.
That's about it really. I've just braved the friends' list for the last time before Friday and was frightened to click on some comments of posts, notably, Copperbadge. I really don't want to be spoiled; I want to queue up at midnight and get my copy and take it home and read all night, like I did last time, and ENJOY the experience. I got mildly spoiled with HBP and really, really don't want that to happen again.
It appears that there is a copy of the actual book going round the internet already. How, for Christ's sake? Well, anyhow, I don't want to know. I really don't.
I'm very disappointed that my youngest daughter, who was coming down with me to the town centre on Friday night, is stuck in America and won't be able to fly home until Saturday (due to severe ear-infection of spouse making it impossible for him to fly and meaning all family tickets have had to be postponed). She is sick as a pig and so am I. It's much more fun to have somebody with you to queue up and get your copy. Plus I have two copies reserved at Smiths, one for her and one for me and now it looks like I'm gonna have to pay for both of them - typical! Bugger it!
She is hoping to pick a copy up at the airport and be able to read it on the plane on Saturday night, poor darling. If she manages that it will be an American copy and, as such, slightly different from what she is used to, but I hope for her sake she gets one. Otherwise by the time she gets home I will have read the entire book and she won't speak to me until she has, too. But whatever, I will meet her flight with her British hardback copy and hand it to her in total silence and, if she hasn't already managed to get one, I'll then take my grandson away from her and look after him all day so she can read it. Greater love hath no mother . . .
I can't believe we only have three days left.
That's about it really. I've just braved the friends' list for the last time before Friday and was frightened to click on some comments of posts, notably, Copperbadge. I really don't want to be spoiled; I want to queue up at midnight and get my copy and take it home and read all night, like I did last time, and ENJOY the experience. I got mildly spoiled with HBP and really, really don't want that to happen again.
It appears that there is a copy of the actual book going round the internet already. How, for Christ's sake? Well, anyhow, I don't want to know. I really don't.
I'm very disappointed that my youngest daughter, who was coming down with me to the town centre on Friday night, is stuck in America and won't be able to fly home until Saturday (due to severe ear-infection of spouse making it impossible for him to fly and meaning all family tickets have had to be postponed). She is sick as a pig and so am I. It's much more fun to have somebody with you to queue up and get your copy. Plus I have two copies reserved at Smiths, one for her and one for me and now it looks like I'm gonna have to pay for both of them - typical! Bugger it!
She is hoping to pick a copy up at the airport and be able to read it on the plane on Saturday night, poor darling. If she manages that it will be an American copy and, as such, slightly different from what she is used to, but I hope for her sake she gets one. Otherwise by the time she gets home I will have read the entire book and she won't speak to me until she has, too. But whatever, I will meet her flight with her British hardback copy and hand it to her in total silence and, if she hasn't already managed to get one, I'll then take my grandson away from her and look after him all day so she can read it. Greater love hath no mother . . .
I can't believe we only have three days left.