The End of Harry Potter

Oh, relax - I just mean the end of reading Harry Potter books. I'm not saying anything about who survives and who doesn't. Like millions of twelve-year-olds around the globe, I spent this past weekend doing nothing but reading "Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows". The book was dropped on my doorstep Saturday afternoon and I read it for a few hours. It wasn't till I picked up it Sunday morning that I made the decision to just do nothing but read and get it finished before some TV, Internet or newspaper report ruined the whole thing for me. I've read the other books quickly, finishing them in the first week normally, but I've never just sat down and done nothing but read for an entire day. I don't know how kids can do it all night long but I gave up Sunday night, leaving just the epilogue to finish on Monday. I think this was my favorite book in the series. Since it is the final volume and Voldemort (I've never been afraid to say his name!) is up and kicking from the get-go, it starts with a bang and doesn't let up. It really is a roller coastering, adventure ride. I loved it and thought it was all brought to a very satisfying conclusion. So now I guess I need to go prowl a pre-school to figure out what to read next.