I finished the final Harry Potter book on Thursday. (C’mon, you don’t really need a link, do you?)
(I promise you, this entry contains no Deathly Hallows spoilers.)
It’s a big deal for me, as I struggle with reading. I started off well in this one… was having an easier time reading and retaining, but it got rough for me during the middle. My friend Albert has been my Potter co-conspirator since pretty much the beginning… I don’t remember exactly when I joined the bandwagon, (I am pretty sure it was before the third book was released), but my reading them was Al’s idea.
And he reads faster than me, and although he deliberately drags it out for himself in order to better absorb and relish, (I believe he typically reads each chapter twice before moving on) (whereas I am racing to see what happens!), he is still always ahead of me and our discussions are careful until I am finished.
This year, because of school and work responsibilities, he needed to get it all finished last weekend. Pretty much read straight through, finishing up Sunday evening. And then keep his mouth shut and wait for me.
As we remember, I am like… out of work. Lots of time to read. But I walk away from what I’m reading. A lot. So it took me longer, even with all this time to devote, than it needed to.
I really thought I’d finish Wednesday, and then I didn’t, and it was at this point that Albert began acting a bit anxiously about it. So Thursday, I started sending him text message updates, but I was too absorbed now to want to take the time to actually write anything, so I was sending him pictures of my progress.
