I've just been for a run and I saw one of the latest posters advertising the last Harry Potter movie. It seems hard to believe that it was 2007 when the last book was released. I remember booking an advance copy, so excited was I to read it. I kept a vigil next to the front door, however I went upstairs for a split second and missed the postman. I ended up running down the street after him, barefoot, in the pouring rain. He told me I wasn't the first person to chase him for the book that day!
It's hard to comprehend how a book (or a series of books) can have such a powerful effect on so many people. It seems silly but I can remember how devastated I felt reading the Deathly Hallows, knowing it was the last book. A friend of mine even likened it to having a bereavement in the family. I certainly didn't feel the same level of emotion before, during or after watching the films in the series (although I found them entertaining).
I just can't wait to find the next book to capture my interest in such an all consuming way!
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