Here I am, bleary-eyed after a night of cocktail party hopping, picking up my copy of Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows at 1am this morning. I know that the J.K. Rowling backlash is out there, fuelled by the media hype surrounding book embargoes and price wars and spoiler alerts, but on the most basic level, what a great event this is. People lining up for a work of fiction. I think it's brilliant, I love the books, and as I looked around me today on the airplane that flew me out to the West Coast and saw so many other people lost in the latest Harry Potter just like me, I couldn't help but smile. I've been near hysterical about other books being released my entire life, and sharing it with other people just feels cool. And as the rain teems down here on Vancouver Island, I am curled up in front of the fireplace, the ocean in front of me, a glass of wine in one hand and Harry in the other: you'll have to excuse me as I go back to reading.
(A small addendum: if you're buying HP, support your local independent bookstore!)
2 comments:
Hmm ... Looks like you're in Book City. You've been in town and you didn't call? What's up with that?
swb
You weren't the only one (not that this statement should make you feel better). A couple of days as I flew through on my way out West and it was chaos. Delicious chaos, but still, my huge apologies. Will catch up off the blog later.
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