It´s over. I won't go into great detail because I feel that to do that, I have to let it sink in first, but there are a few things I just have to say here and now without spoiling anything.
First off, it was very interesting. At moments predictable, at least to me, at others astonishing. I had not imagined the characters who died would die, well, at least I hadn't expected it for some of them, others I thought would die survived which surprised me here and there, but it was well-done.
There are two complaints, though: Chapter thirty-five, "King's Cross" felt very deus ex machina to me, as if JKR was trying to find an easy way to explain stuff. It revealed a lot, but it felt like deus ex machina to me, an easy way out.
The Epilogue didn't do it for me either which has many reasons I might explain later on when the dust has settled and I have recuperated and reread the book. Let's wait, I won't say anything here because I don't want to spoil anything. (I'm sure I will write down my opinion on the epilogue at some point, it's me, after all, and I have taken notes and I will reread the book and take further notes ... everyone who knows me can probably picture it). Anyway, the epilogue just didn't do it for me, there was something strangely insatisfactory about it.
And after mentioning two chapters I didn't like, I feel obliged to mention chapter thirty-three, "The Prince's Tale", which might be the best single chapter ever. It took me very long to read it because there was so much content in it and even though I think I spotted a few mistakes in it (concerning the ages of the characters as there seem to be discrepancies), I just loved everything about the chapter and I will explore it more thorougly in the future (it will end up being a very long exploration, I´m sure).
Those who I have discussed Harry Potter with after the sixth book came out probably know how I felt about one particular character that caused many debates and they might remember that I sticked to him, always arguing in his favor. I finally gave up protecting him when I was reading the thirtieth chapter, admitting to myself that there was no way I could be right with my opinion about him, although I did so rather reluctantly because I had been siding with this character ever since I finished reading the sixth book two days after its release in 2005 and I felt uncomfortable with not being able to stick with him because as I said, I had been so sure about him for two years even though nobody I know personally and who I discussed this with agreed with me, and giving up hope was a great sacrifice, so the thirty-third chapter made me very happy because now I can poke my tongue out at all those people who declared me mad for thinking the way I did (AC, Titia, Casinha, Ali, Isi, Vanessa, Anna to name a few).
This is the end of Harry Potter but I know that he will never leave my life because he has marked me like no other fictional character had done before and I can think of only very few things that had the same effect on me over the years and with most of them I am not sure if it will stick like Harry Potter who will always be part of my life in some way. (I think that if I read this later on or anyone else has the stupid idea to actually read any of my LJ entries and happens to come upon this one, particularly this paragraph, it will sound very sick to them, but I don't know how else to say it.)
I will be rereading the book and I suspect that I will be doing so more than once and once I return to Germany I will reread the others as well, searching for things that I had overlooked and revealed in this one. And I have the strange suspicion that many of my thoughts will end up in my lifejournal, particularly when it comes to chapter thirty-three and the epilogue because I feel a need to discuss them and I don't have enough people around who I could discuss this with and I love to write such things down.
This is not goodbye, there is no such thing as goodbye for me when it comes to Harry Potter which I noticed when I had finished reading the book and it sat on my lap resting as was I, taking in the fact that I was done only to realize that I would never be done with Harry Potter.
And I think this is the most magical moment of all, the realization that even though you are done with something, you won't ever really be done with it. It may sound childish, but that's how I feel about it. That's the most meaningful thing of all.
Voldemort didn't believe in the magic of fairy tales, but I do believe in it. Maybe I don't believe so much in the magic of Anderson and Grimms' tales, but I believe in the magic of the wonderful tale JKR spun for herself and readers all over the world.
First off, it was very interesting. At moments predictable, at least to me, at others astonishing. I had not imagined the characters who died would die, well, at least I hadn't expected it for some of them, others I thought would die survived which surprised me here and there, but it was well-done.
There are two complaints, though: Chapter thirty-five, "King's Cross" felt very deus ex machina to me, as if JKR was trying to find an easy way to explain stuff. It revealed a lot, but it felt like deus ex machina to me, an easy way out.
The Epilogue didn't do it for me either which has many reasons I might explain later on when the dust has settled and I have recuperated and reread the book. Let's wait, I won't say anything here because I don't want to spoil anything. (I'm sure I will write down my opinion on the epilogue at some point, it's me, after all, and I have taken notes and I will reread the book and take further notes ... everyone who knows me can probably picture it). Anyway, the epilogue just didn't do it for me, there was something strangely insatisfactory about it.
And after mentioning two chapters I didn't like, I feel obliged to mention chapter thirty-three, "The Prince's Tale", which might be the best single chapter ever. It took me very long to read it because there was so much content in it and even though I think I spotted a few mistakes in it (concerning the ages of the characters as there seem to be discrepancies), I just loved everything about the chapter and I will explore it more thorougly in the future (it will end up being a very long exploration, I´m sure).
Those who I have discussed Harry Potter with after the sixth book came out probably know how I felt about one particular character that caused many debates and they might remember that I sticked to him, always arguing in his favor. I finally gave up protecting him when I was reading the thirtieth chapter, admitting to myself that there was no way I could be right with my opinion about him, although I did so rather reluctantly because I had been siding with this character ever since I finished reading the sixth book two days after its release in 2005 and I felt uncomfortable with not being able to stick with him because as I said, I had been so sure about him for two years even though nobody I know personally and who I discussed this with agreed with me, and giving up hope was a great sacrifice, so the thirty-third chapter made me very happy because now I can poke my tongue out at all those people who declared me mad for thinking the way I did (AC, Titia, Casinha, Ali, Isi, Vanessa, Anna to name a few).
This is the end of Harry Potter but I know that he will never leave my life because he has marked me like no other fictional character had done before and I can think of only very few things that had the same effect on me over the years and with most of them I am not sure if it will stick like Harry Potter who will always be part of my life in some way. (I think that if I read this later on or anyone else has the stupid idea to actually read any of my LJ entries and happens to come upon this one, particularly this paragraph, it will sound very sick to them, but I don't know how else to say it.)
I will be rereading the book and I suspect that I will be doing so more than once and once I return to Germany I will reread the others as well, searching for things that I had overlooked and revealed in this one. And I have the strange suspicion that many of my thoughts will end up in my lifejournal, particularly when it comes to chapter thirty-three and the epilogue because I feel a need to discuss them and I don't have enough people around who I could discuss this with and I love to write such things down.
This is not goodbye, there is no such thing as goodbye for me when it comes to Harry Potter which I noticed when I had finished reading the book and it sat on my lap resting as was I, taking in the fact that I was done only to realize that I would never be done with Harry Potter.
And I think this is the most magical moment of all, the realization that even though you are done with something, you won't ever really be done with it. It may sound childish, but that's how I feel about it. That's the most meaningful thing of all.
Voldemort didn't believe in the magic of fairy tales, but I do believe in it. Maybe I don't believe so much in the magic of Anderson and Grimms' tales, but I believe in the magic of the wonderful tale JKR spun for herself and readers all over the world.