Deathly Hallows Revisited
I know ... all this Harry Potter stuff.
After about a week I've had enough time to absorb the fact that Harry Potter has ended. I feel good, now. I can move on,especially now that J.K. has announced she'll be putting out an Harry Potter Encyclopedia someday that answers some un-addressed questions. You know how you don't realize how important something is to you until it's gone? I don't feel that, per say, but something similar. Harry has really and truly meant a lot to me over the past nine years. It's become part of my coping mechanism, it's given me something in common with other people, it's introduced me to certain mythological and literary elements previously unexplored, it even helped me get through my own grandfather's death surprisingly well due to my strong emotional attachment to Albus Dumbledore. *spoiler* The shock of Dumbledore's death was so sudden, my grandfather's own slow decline was less surprising in comparison. Is that heartless? I don't think so. One must do what one must do.
Anyway, I'm still a little shaken by the events in the last book, and every time I see the picture on my laptop's desktop I get a little sad. I haven't the heart to change it, though.
After about a week I've had enough time to absorb the fact that Harry Potter has ended. I feel good, now. I can move on,especially now that J.K. has announced she'll be putting out an Harry Potter Encyclopedia someday that answers some un-addressed questions. You know how you don't realize how important something is to you until it's gone? I don't feel that, per say, but something similar. Harry has really and truly meant a lot to me over the past nine years. It's become part of my coping mechanism, it's given me something in common with other people, it's introduced me to certain mythological and literary elements previously unexplored, it even helped me get through my own grandfather's death surprisingly well due to my strong emotional attachment to Albus Dumbledore. *spoiler* The shock of Dumbledore's death was so sudden, my grandfather's own slow decline was less surprising in comparison. Is that heartless? I don't think so. One must do what one must do.
Anyway, I'm still a little shaken by the events in the last book, and every time I see the picture on my laptop's desktop I get a little sad. I haven't the heart to change it, though.