Um. So. I spent most of the book flailing, and shrieking, and watching pieces fall into place with a nice little click and then crying and hating JKR for what she's done.
One thing I noticed is that this book is beautifully paced. None of the dragging that I've noticed in basically all of the other books; this one is hardcore start to finish.
Beautiful job of tying in a zillion and seventy past tidbits, I gotta say.
There will be a more coherent and complete review tomorrow, but for now: I am excessively disappointed with the fact that none of the main three really died, really pleased at Neville's pulling the sword from the hat, and in complete agreement with
sabrielrose that the epilogue sounds like it was written by a fanbrat. (She had heard rumours of it.)
And on that note, I've been up for 24 hours. I need sleep. Reading time: 4.5 hours, because I am completely that awesome. (Standing in line at the B&N was kind of sucktastic, but at least I had
wrenbow.)