I am counting the days till Friday night, when I will be lining up outside a Borders in Manhattan to pick up my copy of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. (I had preordered from Amazon, but then I learned that Amazon isn’t guaranteeing delivery until 7pm on Saturday, which would have meant the loss of an entire reading day. So I’ll be off to Borders. Not that Amazon would let me cancel my order... bastards.)
Anyway, in the meantime, there seems to be a teeny wheeny bit of buzz about the new book. Like this stuff:
• Keith Olbermann shares what he thinks will happen to Harry in Book 7. And I think he’s got it. His may be the most dramatically satisfying resolution possible.
• Grownup geeks are forcing employees to cope with Harry mania. Or: How the Muggle bossman can deal with his wageslaves skivving off to talk about Harry with coworkers and online during work hours.
• Does a mysterious email making the Internet rounds contain an attachment of the Book 7 manuscript?
• A recipe for edible magic wands! (Yes, it uses pretzel rods.)
I like to think the whole world is holding its breath this week, waiting -- in a metaphoric sense -- like fans of Charles Dickens did, rushing to the docks to meet the ships bringing the latest installments of his serialized novels to drama-parched readers. “Will Harry Potter die?” is the new “Is Little Nell dead?” (I’m not the only one who’s making this analogy.) It’s nice to see people excited about a book.
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